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Water is essential for life as we know it; yet we do not respect it. We misuse it in daily life, and also pollute it with impunity. How will we survive?
I occupy a third of the earth’s surface, yet there’s always a scarcity for me, people walk miles together to fetch me, respect me, and I will bless you lavishly.
You cannot live without me, and yet you abuse me, I am available for free, yet you pay to have me, you are willing to suffer the pain for me, but not willing to treat me with respect.
You dig deep in search of me, and when I am found, you wring me out, and dry me out, you make multiple punctures in the Earth’s crust, in the quest for me, yet you don’t conserve me.
I am your daily companion, from the time you wake up, till the time you go to bed, you ignore, neglect and waste me, and finally, you are desperate and you pine for me.
You don’t realize my value until you are in need of me, you yearn for me in the hot summers, I am like a cool oasis in a desert, soothing you and quenching your thirst.
Respect me and I will give you back in abundance, value me and I will serve you loyally, you will know my worth when I am completely dry, I am life, I am invincible.
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Kavitha is based in Hyderabad, India, a Civil Engineer with a Masters in Environmental Science by profession. Love for writing made her take up writing for the past fifteen years. She has published her first read more...
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Vidhya came home with Riya. She was surprised to see the same expectations from her that were before from having a child. Nothing had changed, and she felt that nothing would ever change.
Vidhya was just like any other normal girl who grew up reading Cinderella and Rapunzel, wishing to meet her Prince charming someday. Though not a topper, she scored well in school and college and fulfilled her parent’s dream by joining as HR in a reputed financial firm.
After she settled in her career path, her parents began their hunt to find the perfect groom and complete their responsibility in life. Finally, after seeking permission from the stars in her chart, they fixed her wedding with Rahul, who according to them, got a tick for most of their eligibility criteria. She obliged and got married to him as per their wish.
Unlike the earlier wives or girlfriends, Ms Sharma was already a celebrity with a huge following, before she got hitched. Why should peeps question now, when she shared her thoughts about one of the toughest times of their life?
Behind every successful woman, there is a ‘Kaam Waali Bai’ and a ‘Calm Waale Spouse’.
Similarly, behind every successful married man, there is a fabulous understanding woman. She could be the warm cuddler, a fierce tigress or someone who will hold the mirror to show the true picture.
Marriage is a partnership between two responsible individuals, and respect is essential. But these men who came to 'see' me had no such thoughts in their mind.
Marriage is a partnership between two responsible individuals, and respect is essential. But these men who came to ‘see’ me had no such thoughts in their mind.
The conversations of past are the reason to laugh today. I have become wiser over time so that today I have the strength to laugh at those conversations which had always boiled my blood for many years, and had pushed me to ponder about whose fault it actually was.
The one thing that totally fits this description is – the compulsory conversations for those traditional ‘matrimonial meetings’ for an arranged marriage, which I’m sure 90% of the Indian girls must have experienced. These are very tasteless, sexist, even discourteous meetings and conversations, which are still accepted in our society without questioning the audacity with which they are held.
Miscarriage is still something spoken of in hushed tones or never. An expecting mother who has faced life's hardships writes a letter to her yet-to-be-born child.
Miscarriage is still something spoken of in hushed tones or never. An expecting mother who has faced life’s hardships writes a letter to her yet-to-be-born child.
To
The anticipated light of our lives,