Women’s Day?

Hope you had a great day, and not just because it was a special day for you. I ask all my friends…why is there a need to celebrate a special women’s day? Is this the state of the world we’re living in, that we have to reserve a special day in March to respect women…why do we not celebrate women’s day everyday?!

Personally speaking I did not have that many female friends when I was younger. But coming here , to college , I have made quite a bit of female friends . And I am alarmed and enraged by the stories they tell me everyday. Women empowerment is a serious issue, whether we choose to accept it or not. But the real question lies is why have we even let the situation get this serious to have an agenda to “empower” women? Are they not our equals ? Do they not deserve the same chance that men get for education, jobs, enjoyment…basically for everything in life? Why does a woman have to think twice before leaving her house in the evening ? I am assured that all my friends who read this are open-minded enough to not discriminate women…but not all in the society have such a way of thinking.

We always accuse people from rural areas for such a way of thinking . But that is a very sad misconception . Education is reaching the smallest and the farthest corners of our country. It is the darkness within oneself that causes such a thinking . Find a path into the light . The rest of the world is there to help you . A lot of people do believe in gender equality ! But the world views us only through the image a scarce few have put up in their minds.

Our very first interaction with a human being is that with a woman! Our Mother! The true embodiment of sacrifice. She toils for us day and night, so that we remain happy.. so that we remain comfortable. Do you not think that she deserves respect everyday of her life? I Love my mother very much , but this respect and care should not just stop within our family!

So taking a line out of a very beautiful video I’ve seen,I’ll say, start with yourself , “Be the change you want to see in this world “ .. and build up from there!

I am sincerely grateful to all those women who have made my life wonderful ! Words cannot define how much you mean to me . Leo Tolstoy once said “Nothing is so necessary for a man as the company of intelligent women! “ And I feel lucky to say , that I’ve struck a gold mine in this case .

Home

Sitting in the train,staring pointlessly out of the window,those words which all of us have read countless times echoed in my mind – “Home is where heart is!”. What is home for me now? As most of my friends have named me, i am a semi-localite in Pune. I go home to Dombivli every other weekend . But i realized, Dombivli is not my only home now.
Unknowingly , i had started calling my flat in Pune as home. The messy bedroom that has housed me for over year now has also become my home now. Don’t get me wrong, that does not in the least mean that I’ve forsaken Dombivli!

Dombivli has been one of the best parts of my life. Debarking the train , i work up a sweat with almost no effort ( a signature effect of staying in Mumbai), accidentally bumping into a stranger and receiving a sorry before i could apologize ( a signature of staying in Dombivli , i must say), citylights coming to life ,market booming even after 6 ‘o clock,our beloved Phadke road ,noisy as ever, where else can i see these things? Seeing that priceless smile on my grandmother’s face is a sight i will get to see only at home! My parents worrying whether i’ve reached safely,listening to my brother talk excitedly about his office stuff, the joy of meeting up old friends,where else is it found but at home?

Coming back to Pune,getting hugs after meeting up, as if i’ve come back from a foreign country, telling about each other’s vacations,over a cup of chai , and hearing “Aree ,tujha shivay karmat navta!” ,where is it found but at home? My heart lies with every person i’ve called my own.So thinking back on it,the word “home” has surpassed being “a location where one permanently resides”.Home is a place right beside every person who calls me their own.