Unsung Heroines…..
21 Jul 2010 8 Comments
I am a girl. I am not going to paint the usual horrifying picture of the condition of females in India.. i want to talk about girls all over the world and the ones living galaxies away in a parallel world..human beings are basically of two types- male and female. They are not only different in physical characteristics but also at every other level be it emotional or the entire process of thinking, deciding and reacting to any situation in life..
- Physical strength: well men play five sets in lawn tennis where as women play three..yes, that is the way we are built. But do men really justify their physical strength while merrily watching a girl being molested in front of hundreds or in a casual case of teasing which happens every day in trains, buses, shops and even homes?? Its better we don’t possess such dysfunctional quality.
- Endurance index: when it comes to endurance, none can beat a woman. After all, she bears it all- be it menstrual pain or pain during childbirth. She quietly bears it all; never expecting acknowledgment or assistance of any form.
- Emotional quotient: this is also a domain of dominance by women. Life is not a mere display of vitality of muscles or aggression of testosterone. It takes a lot more to carve a niche of your own. And by the way, if you are getting carried away by tears then let me clarify- tears are an expression and show the degree of sensitivity of a person but does not quantify ones inner strength to face facts in life.
- Creation of life: this one seems impossible for a man [barring a few weird cases of sex change!]. Nature has bestowed upon us this unique power to provide shelter to God’s creation of new abode for a wandering soul. It seems even God feels that we are more responsible beings than the other half!
But a life is formed by the union of a male and a female and therefore it becomes an EQUAL responsibility of both to look after their child. If mom is busy at work, dad cannot shrug off his duties. If women demand equal rights, they also demand equal duties [ not a biased share!] Mother is an embodiment of love, care and sacrifice.
5. Intelligence: the number of women working in professional may not be equal to number of men; but the number is rising rapidly. Conclusion- given a chance, we can do it as well.
6.Confidence: perhaps a majority of us try to underplay our own respect in society. Take pride in being a woman so that men can take pride in being in company of such powerful women!
Women are a beautiful, artistic and beloved creation of God. Then what’s your problem man??? Keep your ego a wee bit behind and enjoy the grace of a woman.
[ An appeal to stop female infanticide and atrocities over women]
From Melancholy to Melody……….
18 Jul 2010 4 Comments
in Life Tags: end, Karmic cycle, Life
Though the youngest at home, I had always been a dominant personality inside the house. I was clear about what I wanted..But when I went outdoors, left alone to battle in the torrential rain of troubles; I was dishevelled and distraught, struggling hard to stand erect..I was scared…very scared..Maybe because I took life too seriously..
So I gave up all to start afresh.. I unwound myself from the web of worries that I had woven around myself.. I gave my life a facelift by laughing out aloud, admiring the bounty and beauty of nature..
This is a very small chain in the infinite karmic cycle that we have created for ourselves..It is a circle with no end or beginning..So why worry for an end when it just opens doors for a new beginning..Only sorrow can teach us to value happiness.. its only the pangs of pain that bring out pleasures in life..
So here I am, carefree about my talents, caressing my desires and carving my own way to wisdom..
A Wobbling Mind…….
05 Mar 2009 4 Comments
in Life Tags: Life, musk, musk deer, source
Life often cuts at my body n mind..
And though blood may be seen passing
And a cry might be heard..
Do not be deceived that sorrow could dwell within my being
Or suffering within my soul..
There’ll never be a storm
that can wash the path from my feet
the direction from my heart
the light from my eyes
or the purpose from this life………….
A musk deer wanders throughout its life in search of the wonderful fragrance it smells..but only at the fag end of his life that he realizes that he himself is THE SOURCE … We are all very busy in the set routine right from d very day we are born… Do we ever care to think –why the hell are we born?? To add to the murky business all around??to join the anarchy ?? Oh..the world isn’t that bad… lets count our blessings…just give happiness a chance…it can work wonders.. Everyone’s life has a special purpose..a reason to live….. Lets look for ours before we end up with the musk deer’s fate…
I shall run into the desert of life with my arms open,
Sometimes falling sometimes stumbling
But always picking myself up..
A thousand times if necessary,
Sometimes happy…………………..

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