Category Archives: Women -as we are!

The Crazy Woman.

I am loving this amazing American poet/author, not to forget her amazing works of literature. This is a poem I had a chance to read and once again my heart cheated on my other favourites. So, I daringly declare that I love this crazy woman too. 😀

I shall not sing a May song.
A May song should be gay.
I’ll wait until November
And sing a song of gray.

I’ll wait until November
That is the time for me.
I’ll go out in the frosty dark
And sing most terribly.

And all the little people
Will stare at me and say,
“That is the Crazy Woman
Who would not sing in May.”

Gwendolyn Brooks.

A new poet, and a new poem for me.

Do share your views on this poem.

I Shall Not Live In Vain!

A Long drive,

Winds battling speed,

Rains drenching your soul.

And these words, these beautiful words glorify your thoughts.

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“If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.”
-Emily Dickinson

This very short piece touched a deep chord today.

Because this lovely lady never fails to make me wonder how much I love her.

A little Encouragement!

This is something to keep all those wonderful and rebellious women going.

I hope you have a good time reading this.

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True that

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This reminds me of Barney Stinson 😁

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Absolutely.

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Own it my friends.

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And so I said. 😜

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Dangerous indeed.

And all I got now is, you girls rock.

Have a good day guys.

The Biting Truth!

This is something weird.

This post is a simple compilation of a few news articles, which I have come to read in the last week starting 27th of July.

27th of July

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28th of July

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30th Of July

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31st of July

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1st August

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2nd August

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3rd of August

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And since I missed one day in the midst, I will compensate that with something I read online, which if it is true then my friend, I am not sure where we are headed.

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Do you have anything to say on this?

I know I am not doing here anything worthwhile, because the place where I am even trying to spread the word, is decent enough and full of chivalry. But I don’t know what else to do. I don’t!! And honestly, sometimes I feel helpless about it. I mean everyday I open the newspaper and every single day, without fail, I read something of this sort, something related to molestation, some news related to harassment, some news relating rape, some cases, of rape, bondage and murder. And my friend, if the last pice of information is true, which I am hoping against all hopes that it be untrue, then I don’t know where we are headed, I seriously don’t.

Yes, I am old school, and I still read newspapers, instead of apps, but that does not prevent me from coming across some other famous cases going around which somehow don’t hit the newspapers. But the point here isn’t newspapers, the point is, that these things are happening. And I am pretty sure that only few reach the headlines, even fewer reach the newspapers, and even very fewer reach to the police. and sadly lesser than all of them are solved, or acted upon.

If someone is going to say that this is only in your part of the world, then I am seriously going to lose it, because that will be a simple lie. It will be. There is no place, no city, no village, spared here. Agreed, some states have higher ratio of harassment and molestation cases than others, but the point is not less or more, the point is it is still there!!!

What do I do?

As of now, I know I will do what most people here will say, to look into the brighter matters of these cases being solved. And I will. yes, why not? Didn’t I just read that a student speaks up agains her teacher? Didn’t I just read that a man was sentenced for 10 whole years for brutally raping a minor, a child, who might never come out of this trauma? 10 WHOLE YEARS!!!! Now that’s progress. Didn’t I just read that a woman cried for help from a moving car, when her husband and she both were in trouble? She screamed for help, now that’s progress, for before women were even scared to open up about such instances, and would drink away all her remorse. Didn’t I read that a 17 year old’s rape was recorded, may be someone will somehow know the recorder and will get to him, surely May be!! And of course there was a death penalty for a man who raped and murdered his teacher. Sure there is a positive side to it all. I agree and I will look into it my friend. And of course will not forget to remember that a pregnant goat died too, because it was gang-raped by a few men!! (I still can’t just digest this news.) What good what is it doing any ways to our society?

But yeah, coming to the positive side to all of it, yes, I will look into the positive sides, and see how we as a human race are progressing.

Cheers to our development, and evolvement.

The Time I’m My Period.

Just the other day I shared a very powerful poem ‘Half World’ by a Telugu poet, and here I am today, sharing yet another AMAZING piece by a Tamil writer K. Geeta. Again I had to find the translation in English to read it, but here it goes.

The Time I’m My Period. (I am not sure with the title, my translation version says so.)

When the whole body is frozen into an abscess

When a private mount explodes silently

I make efforts vain to catch the pain in my grip

All of a sudden it gives a jolt

I in myself, solid becoming liquid

Then become a solid again

And then shattered to pieces.

Every month, having no other go

I transform myself into pain

Dead

Unable to plaster the wound that would’nt surface

Unable to grind the ribs into powder

Even unable to draw myself into a bundle of cosy sleep

Embracing the thirty-six hours of turbulence

Unable to remain a forced untouchable

Walking forward a few paces in civilisation

Becoming gasping leaps and sprints

Desiring to flatten the spine on the anvil

Toying with the idea

To bundle this bother with chains of iron

Again and again, once in every thirty days

Taking rebirths one after another

The period when crushed in gut-twisting agony

This period …

The problem does not lie only when people shy away with the topic, but even today their are many myths and beliefs associated with it. Not going into the details much here, I’d safely say that those beliefs should not be thrown on women, it’s on them if they believe in it or not.

Even today we have people who shy away with the topic of menstruation, and it is indeed a powerful poetry that I strongly stand by. Some people tend to take it so casually, never understanding the amount of pain that a woman’s body goes through and those hormonal changes which she is herself unaware of, in those days, every single month, almost her entire life.

Marrying Myself!!

Okay, I know the title itself might have made you think that this crazy lady has gone lunatic beyond all means, and now is literally declaring herself as insane and frantic over this blogging platform. But when you wake up in the morning to find this as a piece of news in your morning paper, you tend to certainly get excited. I mean all my woes would end if I did this 😀

I know this is all getting out of hand now, me rambling utter nonsense here, and declaring my marriage with myself. But just think of it, if you could do this, I mean just think, there would be no problem whatsoever; no more issues relating someone else, no more trust issues, no more dependence on someone else no more expectations from that someone else. (And the list goes on for me) Oh, I’d do anything for this.

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So, legal or not, I am going to follow the footsteps of this wonderful lady (though not over some break up) and do it, one day. I will stand there wearing one hell of a beautiful dress and say those promising vows to myself and might as well go on that most awaited trip that I might be desiring for so long. I am telling you, I’ll do it, just, one day.

And you all are cordially invited on this ‘one day’

The Subtle Irony Of Being A Woman!

Hello fellow bloggers and readers,

Today, I am thrilled.

The only reason for this is, a dear fellow blogger, PSEUDOMONAZ had invited me to write a Guest Blog Post for her page, and she has accepted and published my simple and very plain thoughts. She has a category “On the other side of silence’ where she posts wonderful pieces of writing concerning women. Do, visit her.

This being my first blog post, I am ecstatic.

Now, without boring you much, I will share the direct link to the post here, and if you do get a chance to read it, please let me know what you think about it.

https://pseudomonaz.wordpress.com/2018/07/27/on-the-other-side-of-silence-the-subtle-irony-of-being-a-woman/

Thanks!!