Yes I am A woman! ~Poetry on woman’s day

Yes I am A woman!

Yes I am A woman
But also a human, just like you
Not something you can easily accrue.

Pink has been signified as my hue
But if needed I might turn into blue.

Be it Mother Teresa, Kalpana Chawla or Mary Kom
I have been famous to make a debut
To start a trend new.

But the dream I always wanted to Pursue
Is long time overdue
Definition of respect needs to get renewed.

I am not a TOY that you will screw
Or even buy with your so-called-revenue.

Even my purest form of blood for the society is a TABOO
And the way you deal with me is okay with you???

Length of my skirt and my striped belly is what you want to sue
The day will come, my long hairs and big eyes will be a matter of risk too.

You say, you respect me
I believe that’s untrue
I will ponder upon you
The day you will actually do!

Look beyond my modesty and
Peek into my dignity
If you still find me unfamiliar
Look around any and every corner!

Be it your mother, sister, friend, teacher or Who…
Believe me! I am a woman
But also a human just like you!

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8th March is celebrated as International Women’s day. Let’s not celebrate the day but celebrate the womanhood.

Much love

Riya

PMS- Pre Mental Setup

Dear My fellow ladies, 

Did you ever feel like crying for no reason at all?
Did you ever feel like everything is going against you?

Did you ever feel like your loving husband/boyfriend doesn’t care for you at all?

Did you ever feel like the only person who could understand you at this moment is your Mom? 

Did you ever feel like missing some imaginary people who doesn’t even exist? 

Did you ever feel like cleaning the dishes will actually clear off your mind? 

Did you ever feel like you have been ignored off your choices all this time? 

Did you ever feel like Ice-cream and coke can actually fill you up while you sob? 

Did you ever feel like happy feet is the best movie ever?

Did you ever feel like you have done nothing in life else than just aging? 

Did you ever feel like wearing too many layers even if its 25°C outside? 

Did you ever feel like to get pampered like no one else on this planet?

Did you ever feel like someone sitting and listening to your meaningless sobbing and complaints patiently all day? 

Did you ever feel like there are countless volcanoes of emotions bursting out at once? 

Did you ever feel like there is no better place on this earth than your couch? 

Did you ever………..and it goes on and on.. 

Oh girl, congratulations! We are on the same page. We are PMSing. PMS commonly abbreviated for ‘Pre Menstrual Syndrome’ which is actually an alarm system from your body to your mind to get-set-ready. Hence I call it Pre Mental Setup by the body to prepare your mind for something even worse to happen. You will work as per your mind,right? Once the ‘big day’ arrives, you won’t be worried or terrified much. You are already prepared and been revising the syllabus of your life already. 

Countless mood swings and  eruption of emotions all at once is what makes a woman stronger. It makes you feel your importance. It makes you feel that you are one very need of this earth. May be you want to get into arms and cry and get a little pampered. But who doesn’t want that anyways? 

We, women,  just don’t get enough time to express what we need in all the busy routines most of us has. Hence this is the time, to set you free. Feel like crying your heart out? Cry. Feeling like not doing anything at all? Just lie down. Earth won’t turn opposite if you rest a day or 2. Just feel what you want to feel. Feel loved, feel cared, feel special.

Remember you came alone, you have to leave alone but the time in between,  you are to love and to be loved. You are strong. You are powerful. You are the strength to your family, to your country. YOU MATTER.

From now onwards remember to remember  your worth while your mind prepare your body for the excretion of unwanted junk. No more complaints of being an woman. This and only this will give you the most price-less moment of your life some day.

 Hence Happy PMSing girls 🙂

Much love

Riya

35 days of being homemaker

April 2016 Gulbarga

April, a month that always haunted me after what happened in 2011. But there they says, there is a sunrise after every dark night. Therefore,  not to miss, every April after 2011 came with a new memory in making for me.

April 2012- one of the best years of our life. Preparing for exams together and waiting to be placed.

April 2013- offer letters arrived with a new pain of separation.

April 2014- A tiny repitation  of the past which made both of us stronger.

April 2015-best holiday of our lifetime. Beer,  beaches and us.

And then it came, the most awaited April of my life till date.

April 2016

This was the first after we ringed each other, after we exchanged garlands. This was the first time I didn’t have to lie/hide from anyone to be with my love. This was the first time I could take my own decision and inform my parents. Yes its official now!

And I did it. One not-so-fine Sunday, I booked my one-way ticket to ‘my heaven’ . Yes it was my heaven, where my prince charming lives. Where  there is no tension of office, where there is no frustration of being alone. Where there is no sleeping empty stomach, where there is no wetting pillows all night. Where there is peace of mind and love in  his arms. Where there is no pain of separation, where there is no fear of lie, where there is no fight in between, where there is endless love and laughter. Doesn’t  that looks like a perfect gateway? It indeed is. That’s why I call it ‘my heaven’ 

A heaven, where you don’t need angels to serve you but you create your own angels in yourselves. And my this tiny heaven stays in Gulbarga, a small conservative city in Karnataka. I knew nothing about the place when I Came. But now I know many folds to this beautiful island of mine. An island surrounded with not water but love and respect. Love of my very own husband. I read many pages of his unknown chapters for the first time. And non-the-less to say I discovered his deeper feelings for me which I know he can’t even disclose. 

Being housewife, sounds like household chores. Yes its true. It’s a fact actually. We call them housewives who stay at home, cook, wash, clean and wait for their husbands to come back from work with some or the other good news. This is exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted to live one month of my mother or mother-in-laws’s life. And let me tell you, it’s mesmerizing. 

I was afraid at first. Being a working woman, who hates to cook and wash clothes everyday,how will I do that? But at the same time I was confident on being a Woman. A woman always has hidden powers, remember? Therefore I did it. And I did it all quite successfully. At least I am satisfied. That’s what matters right? 

And again I am afraid, I am afraid of going back to my old routine. My return tickets were booked and there I was, scared even of putting my stuff into a bag. It was a feeling of separating them from their very soul. But… Yes there is a always a but… 

But, remembering this April will always cherish me. This rejuvenating One month I had with my husband was like cherry on the top of a regular cake. I know there are millions of days like this to come, zillions of memories to be build. But the laughter, the smiles, the cuddles, the love, the short trips,  the cooking, the talks we shared are so much burdenless. A relief from the outside world. 

And even after spending our honeymoon in ‘God’s own country-Munnar’, I would say that this is our real honeymoon. I am so thankful to me for being so bold and to my love for giving me the strength to take bold decisions once in a while. 

This was me in April 2016 and it’s 2018 now. And let me update you with my current status. I along with my husband live in a 2bhk in one of the most beautiful states in the country. Everything is as perfect as it looks with our jobs, our passion, our bonding. I am still learning him and he is still teaching me life 😉 On being homemaker or working woman. I proudly say that I am both. In fact we both are both. We both work we both do house chores. We both strengthen each other. That’s what’s spouses are for. Right? Then we must be doing it right 😁