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The poem below showcases the pain a young woman feels about the changing relationship between her and her dad. She hurts, yet needs to move away for her own sanity.
It’s a phase in relationships many go through. I have tried to create an impact by writing it in the first person. It shows that women can be strong and handle difficult situations, even though they may be hurting inside.
I remember the days when,
You took me into your arms,
Kissed my forehead every night.
Staying awake till I dozed off to sleep.
You woke up before sunrise,
Only to see if I am safe and sound.
Waiting to hear the bed spring bounce,
Embracing me to feel my warmth.
Days passed; years rolled by,
Aloof and cold we felt.
The changes within us,
Caused distance between us.
We both stayed under the same roof,
Like strangers down the lane;
Sharing nothing in common,
Staring at each other every day.
Our wavelengths no more matched,
Our likes were poles apart.
Pretending to enjoy each other’s company;
We stayed under the same roof.
The walls spoke about our differences,
The roof spoke about our distance.
Silently bearing we patiently stood,
Under the same roof.
I noticed when you felt low,
But never came out with words.
Your expressions translated your inner feeling.
Yet I couldn’t comfort you,
It being no more my job.
There I stood standstill,
Experiencing the same feeling within.
“I have grown up” that’s the fact.
I moved with the change.
But felt helpless;
As I watched your emotions stuck
“Please grow up Appa,” I whispered;
As I moved away.
It was the hard way,
But the only way.
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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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