The Woman

She is alone, she is mocked, she is bullied and she wants to give up but she has to go on. Do you know why? Because even though she is alone, she holds her head up high, even though she is mocked, she stands her ground , even though she is bullied, she gets up and brushes the grime off of her. She is strong, she is invincible and even though inside she is breaking into pieces, she never lets that affect the way she projects herself to the outside world. She doesn’t suffer in silence but she knows when to stop and when her words go unheard. She doesn’t bow down to anybody and never goes down without a fight. She is not afraid to speak her mind and refuses to be intimidated by the patriarchal society.

She is bold, she is candid, she is crazy and she brings with her a whirlwind of emotions that knocks the breath out of you. She is sensitive, she is inquisitive and she is damn stubborn when she wants to be. She is infuriating and absolutely annoying at times but she shocks you with her compassion and acute understanding. She is short-tempered and sassy and is downright psychotic at times. But she is also resilient and is not ashamed to be her true self. She too feels like crawling under the covers and hiding from the cruel world at times but she knows she has to come out eventually. She is passionate and she is kind-hearted and she is willing to be independent no matter what it costs.


She is you and me, she is the Woman.

Comments

  1. How come everything you write is so darn relatable? It seems so unreal sometimes really!
    Once again a job well done my dear. This was something coming straight from the heart and that was pretty visible which is what makes this write up so beautiful. :)

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  2. How come everything you write is so darn relatable? It seems so unreal sometimes really!
    Once again a job well done my dear. This was something coming straight from the heart and that was pretty visible which is what makes this write up so beautiful. :)

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