Woman and woman

Today is my day. Along with millions of other women round the globe I say this. But I do not need a day exclusive to say this. Still I reckon once in a while it is good to stop in the middle and think loud. This is to stir in the lost focus or motivation and to run fast. To make myself realize what am I and where am I. It is not because I am fragile and often desires to be cradled as some argue. Rather the quantum and diversity of tasks consume me that I no longer have time to sit and muse.

I never knew that -

I am the light and the axis

World around is still when I am not I am

My words can heal the wounded soul

I practice many out of sacrifice

I can be selfless many a time

I can smile hiding pearls of my eyes

I can forgive even in deep anguish

I can forget decisively

I have grown this far from father’s doll to a woman!

Was it an invisible journey?

Where did I lose all the stops in between?

I was never weary nor did I droop

I was not alone all throughout

Yet I never knew …..

I am a representative, expressing what I realized when I sat for a while and walked back. Probably this is all what is expected for giving a day exclusive, because seldom will anyone acknowledge for all what you are.

Cheers!