Every time I leave Kolkata, my mother’s expression reminds me of this Agamoni song: “Ebar amar Uma ele/ Ar Uma pathabo naa” (This time when Uma comes/ I am never sending her back again) !!
Last year, I participated in a fashion show in October. After that experience, I
refused to be part of any such program this year. As I was twirling on stage the anchor
said, ‘Oh! She looks absolutely normal. You can never guess by looking at her.’
Many of us find it challenging to cope with the day-to-day changes. It’s time we women follow some basic changing measures, to make our life better.
She forgets all of this and laughs like a young girl, small and satisfied with being alive.
Meg’s words had a certain conviction in them. They were so simple and true! What was stopping Neha? Nothing, at least nothing unmanageable. Just one meeting with Meg and Neha felt reassured and empowered.
Her embarrassed mother-in-law, who still had more black than grey hair, often tried to attribute her premature greying to hormonal imbalance caused by the pregnancy. But friends, neighbours, and even complete strangers were not so understanding.
Break my shell and you’d find that I (standing in for all the different roles) am just as self-seeking and manipulative in real life. You’d find that I have an agenda.
The guests wanted to have something sweet made by the newest bahu of the family. Krisha hesitantly prepared some ‘sewaiya kheer’ and served it with hot tea. But those two remarks from Bua saas and Mausa Ji made her nervous to the core.
But was it fair work with equal wages? Not at all! Not surprisingly, they did not receive the same pay, neither were their work conditions in any way, equal to that of men. But there was a strong resistance from these working women.
The truth stands that while we read an inspirational story about women empowerment every minute, some woman somewhere is awaiting the monochrome imposed upon her by a
society that celebrates the flying colours of women on a day dedicated to Her – International Women’s Day!
