Gender Equality.

I was scrolling through the comments of a YouTube video yesterday, when,

A random insult thrown at the YouTuber caught my attention –

Aimed at him, was the proverbial swear word, not so subtly cloaked under the sheath called “woman”,

Because, hey, where in our dictionary, in our history, have we had ANYTHING against a man?

Ma Sita, was denied an opportunity to present her defence, 
Lady Urmila’s sacrifice has never been recognized just as intense,

Queen Draupadi is often looked down at, cited to be the cause of the war, 

But the inability of her husbands, five, to rise to her defense, has never been criticised on par,

For, SHE, in the world of patriarchy we live in, is always the target, the victim, the shield, the sheath,

SHE, without a choice, is forced to bear the wound, the scar, the taint and the pain beneath,

SHE is stereotyped, prised to compromise,

Her opinions, most often than not, stay disregarded, no matter how wise,

SHE is made to toe the line, her achievements remain overlooked – big or small,
SHE is forced to live under his thumb, expected to wait around at his beck and call,

But lest we forget, it is SHE that has always encompassed HE, 
For, without her, HE, can never be!

They stand tall, of them all 💖

Whoever coined the word housewife for the most extraordinary (multitasking) perfectionist in the world, really needs to get his vocabulary straight. 

Because, being one ain’t easy – one day she’s not at home, the whole house is in chaos, plus the volume of work to be done, blinding. 
From waking up first in the morning each day, to managing literally everything for each member of the family, to maintaining​ things in proper order in the house, she does it all single-handedly. 

She makes time for everybody, ensures she’s got everything covered for everyone – without reminders and alarms and Google Keep. 

She finds time to pursue her passion, she meets people she loves, she becomes the connect that binds everything together.

She doesn’t make a hue and cry about what she does, she instead, makes everything look so simple and easy and in perfect order.
We don’t recognize or appreciate what she does, she doesn’t ask for hikes, holidays or incentives either; but the day she’s not around, there is mayhem everywhere and we realize what it is, to be her.
Love 💖

The War.

She always fought her battles, a fighter,

She won over her demons like no other,

She was a warrior, a crusader, 

Who never bowed down to failure,

Succumb, yet, she did, to cancer,

But knew not, until she lived, fear!

Celebrate “You”!

‘Tis sometimes good, to let your hair down,

To laugh out loud and forget to frown,

To indulge yourself, to make you, your first priority,

To enjoy your happiness, and shed that anxiety,

To live a little for yourself, just how you’d want to,

To be haywire, awry and askew,

To take time off and find your zen,

Because if you wouldn’t, who would, then?

She 💝

Because it’s my mom’s birthday today…❤

On some days she is the rain,

On some days, she becomes your sunshine,

On some days, she is a myriad of emotions,

On some days she is bereft, of expression​s,

On some days she is a handful, claiming your attention,

On some days she remains silent, anxious with apprehension,

On some days she charms you, with her lilting laughter,

On some days she captivates you, with the fierceness of a warrior…
She becomes everything there is and beyond –  you wouldn’t want to assess her capacity,

For, she decides, she defines, what she chooses to be!