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I refuse to wear makeup, layer upon layer. The facade of my complexion, too shallow for my flair.
Standing for myself is now my choice
I repudiate to be slapped for raising my voice
I refuse to get hitched for society’s sake
My career is a priority, the cherry on my cake.
I refuse to wear makeup, layer upon layer
The facade of my complexion, too shallow for my flair
For I have the talent to create nano softwares
As well as I can manage spatulas and cookwares.
Me and my male counterparts are at par about tech
And so I speak up against unequal pay cheque
I walk shoulder to shoulder, for I am equally shrewd
But my dauntless spirit is oft-quoted as arrogant and rude.
I want to go out solo, explore the world
And roam around on the streets at night
Instead of opposing my choice of freedom
Can you please help me feel safe and alright?
I love traditions but do not conform with the wrong
Ask my consent, before you start singing your song
For I am a woman, with a choice to choose
You cannot shackle my dignity and its vibrant hues.
Kill me in the womb, or force me into the pyre
A world without the fairer sex, is bound to go haywire
Born inside a woman, sheltered in her lap
Dear men, come on! Let’s stand together against gender gap.
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Women making compromises for the sake of their families is real; I have seen, heard and read about them. My family has been my biggest cheerleaders!
‘I suppose you will work after marriage?’ My (then) prospective mother-in-law asked a few minutes after we had met.
I was in the penultimate semester of my two-year MBA at IIM Indore. Amid lectures, libraries, badminton, extracurriculars, and placements, I somehow managed to discover my future life partner there. His parents had arrived in Indore from Lucknow to meet his choice and deliberate about blessing the marriage.
‘Yes, of course,’ I replied without blinking, trying to gauge her reaction.
I huffed, puffed and panted up the hill, taking many rest breaks along the way. My calf muscles pained, my heart protested, and my breathing became heavy at one stage.
“Let’s turn back,” my husband remarked. We stood at the foot of Shravanbelagola – one of the most revered Jain pilgrimage centres. “We will not climb the hill,” he continued.
My husband and I were vacationing in Karnataka. It was the month of May, and even at the early hour of 8 am in the morning, the sun scorched our backs. After visiting Bangalore and Mysore, we had made a planned stop at this holy site in the Southern part of the state en route to Hosur. Even while planning our vacation, my husband was very excited at the prospect of visiting this place and the 18 m high statue of Lord Gometeshwara, considered one of the world’s tallest free-standing monolithic statues.
What we hadn’t bargained for was there would be 1001 granite steps that needed to be climbed to have a close-up view of this colossal magic three thousand feet above sea level on a hilltop. It would be an understatement to term it as an arduous climb.
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