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What a woman can be!
I am the cool breeze,
A whiff of fresh air,
Nature’s pure embodiment,
A disciple’s prayer.
I am the fleeting cloud
Across the blue sky,
The angelic newborn’s
Wail and shrill cry.
At times I do fret
And so much worry,
Do all the chores
In a great hurry.
Other times to God
I happily surrender,
Receive his magic
And miraculous wonder.
At times I am child-like
And sometimes so mature,
A reservoir of peace and calm,
So much I stoically endure.
At times, I’m sad, morose,
Other times, happy, carefree,
Sometimes I like being alone,
Another time in conpany.
Occasionally, I gorge on puchkas,
Unhealthiest to be seen,
At times, relish salads, nuts,
Seeds and healthy green.
I write long, mystical
And nostalgic verse,
Other times it’s short,
Concise and terse.
I am not just five feet
With a built so small,
In reality I am a
Pure and powerful soul.
I am loving, so caring
And the best friend,
With everyone else,
I do easily blend.
All these days, my writing
Acumen lay in slumber,
Now it awakens deeply with
A new frenzied fervour.
No more bondages, doubts,
I throw away the fears,
In the fire that rages within
And a barrage of tears.
Being downtrodden, subdued,
Giving away my power,
All my dreams and visions
With ease to another.
Tears of frustration, anger
Flowing from my eyes,
All the fears I held tightly
Was courage in disguise.
Why should I let destiny
Be my sole destination?
By living scared, low
And in procrastination.
NOW
A ball of erupting fire,
Raging, seething within,
When I see injustice to
My dear dear sistren.
At last, I found myself
As true as can be,
Reading about other women,
Emerged the real me.
I have awakened to
My full potential,
Still trying to arouse
Many a slumbering soul.
This sums it all, my
Persona come and see,
In totality this is me,
So many facets of me!
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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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