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Women - Part 2



(Kindly read part 1 before proceeding.
Link: http://sharonmaryeappen.blogspot.in/2016/07/women-part-1.html?m=1)


      Torture is a prodigious understatement of what the women, or rather; the sex slaves of Afghanistan were put through by the Taliban. In Afghanistan, the Taliban had declared that keeping of caged birds and animals was illegal. But, who could question their incarceration of women? The women there were slut-shamed for adultery by stoning them to death. Why, then, is a man who commits adultery is praised for his masculinity? 


     The reality is that every single one of us is absolutely responsible for the mediocre position of women in the civilization. We go into raptures over men who cook for their wives, but take the millions of women who spend their entire lives in the kitchen for granted. It is all so profoundly engraved into our outlook that it comes as a surprise when men do something that a woman is, according to the senseless society, supposed to do. 


      And sardonically enough, all natural processes seem to burden women more than men. Women are bound to endure tedious menstrual cycles every month, the painful part of mating, burdening pregnancy for nine whole months and the excruciating pain of birthing. Nevertheless, that was how a woman was created, and a man too has his own problems. All I ask for is a little support for women in their suffering and not to take a woman for granted. 


     But, women, surviving this eternal storm of prejudice, gratifying the duties given by the social order and not complaining once, always rise like the breaking dawn, never weakening and ever illuminating the dreary sinister world with their fathomless glow of love and perseverance. 

      People are so sightless that they fail to notice that the feminine is the milieu of creation. We all know that it is only a woman that can conceive and give birth; it is only a woman that can nurture an infant flawlessly. And yet, mothers have always been forgotten and denied the right to own their creation entirely. 



“The repression of the feminine has led to a planet on the edge of collapse. The re-emergence is going to be a dance to behold.” –Clare Dakin


“The Goddess is the Eternal Mother, the sacred and sensual vessel of creation and transformation. She is the one who births and transmutes; She is the portal between worlds, through which all life flows. When She is dishonoured, all life suffers, for She births all creation. When she is honoured, all of life thrives.” –Sara Sophia Eisenman

      It is difficult, but not outright impossible to make people realise that they’ve been seeing an unscrupulous portrait of women.
 It is time to rise and mutiny against the dominance of the masculine, not with weapons, but with questions. This insurrection is only possible when we are able to question and stipulate answers from the foundations of our social order. In this imperfect world, nothing is absolute. Everything is questionable, and so is the manmade society. Only when people question the society, which is nothing but a congregation of their own thinking and way of life, there will be a change. It is high time that people get a mind of their own, and muster up enough audacity to question the imprudent norms of the social order on women.


And yet again, the masculine and the feminine, which are the core of creation, will work in synchronization as equals towards eternal evolution. The entire civilization must understand and realise that the feminine was always equal and will continue to be equal to the masculine. Like Yin and Yang. Life is not possible without either.



    This is a call for all to join me in my endeavour to empower women and pull them back to their rightful stance as equals to men in this labyrinth of a creation.


(Written by: Likitha Reddy
Inspired by: A Thousand Splendid Suns -Khalid Hosseini )




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