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Women have mostly been a much undervalued, under-appreciated team player, reduced to their bodies and wombs. Time to take back our lives.
You cried, cursed when I was born
I have my fate in my hand
You may try to rule me,
I won’t bow to you if you threaten my existence.
Father, brother, husband, friend,
You are not my protector
Stop pretending to be a knight
When I can wield my own sword.
My hair, My face, My breast, my thighs,
They are not yours to ogle
Don’t place your ego in my vagina
And kill me in the name of Honour.
Don’t ask if I am pure, untouched
When you can’t prove yourself
My body is not your conquest
It’s all blood, emotions, heart and flesh
Rules and lines are not just for me
You have the burden of honor too
If I am tested for purity
You got to cross the fire too.
You seek blood in the battlefield
But fear the one that makes you
If I bleed it’s coz
I am responsible to create you
I don’t need your sympathy
love, care or surrender
If we are meant to be together
Its a decision, not an obligation
I have been quiet for so long
Built, nurtured, protected our world
You don’t rule or own me
God has created us equal
How I dress, speak, act or look
It’s not your decision to make
The choice & right is mine
and I am taking it back
Fear not what will happen if I go out
Mind your gaze and lust
I have suffered for so long
It is time for your illusion to bust
Since the day we are born
We are taught to be fragile and meek
We are feared when we are strong
And you are mocked when weak
Slowly, I am shedding
the burden of your false pride
Call me names, cut me short
I am strong, and I own it!
A poem dedicated to all wonderful, courageous, and strong women out there who know what great work they have been doing in every field, and it’s the time to own it.
It’s time to look beyond the barriers and boundaries, and teach the world how to appreciate a woman.
We have been a team player, working endlessly at the back. Now it’s time to claim fame, and come to the forefront.
Image source: a still from the film Manmarziyaan
Garima nag runs a successful Travel & Lifestyle blog, Sweetsharing.com. Her work is seen regularly on many national & international media platforms. She is an independent thinker, dotting mother, passionate Traveler with a coffee travel book read more...
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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