My Written Musings

In the modern age, where progress and enlightenment are celebrated, it's disheartening to witness the persistent struggles faced by women. A recent incident on television, as I was channel surfing, left me questioning the plight of women in our society. I stumbled upon a scene of a saas (mother-in-law) berating her bahuraani (daughter-in-law) for a seemingly trivial act - adding onions to a curry. The young woman, in her delicate saree, wept profusely, her tears tarnishing the beauty of her jewel-studded attire. Why does such injustice persist? This portrayal on television, while seemingly dramatic, reflects the bitter reality of many women's lives. The issue of dowry, which may not have been about onions in this case, has been a longstanding menace. Mother-in-laws tormenting their son's wives is not an uncommon story. Countless women face abuse, both emotional and physical, when they fail to meet unreasonable dowry demands set by their husbands' families. Records illus...

Women in the Modern World: A Burning Question Women in the Modern World: A Burning Question From female foeticide to child sexual abuse, human trafficking, sex trades, rapes, kidnapping, to eve teasing, domestic violence, and pregnancy complications, the safety of women in the modern world is the most burning question. A woman, right from when she is born, is regarded as a daughter, sister, friend, girlfriend, wife, and mother. In her search for her true identity, she has to go through hell and beyond. She is questioned and judged on her attire, habits, walk, talk, social relations, and career choices in every move she makes. When a girl is born, the family is often concerned about her marriage and dowry. Tragically, in some cases, she is killed in the womb. Her education is sometimes not regarded as important, and she faces numerous restrictions on her freedom, like playing with boys, going out after a certain hour, pursuing a career, or traveling outside...

Survivor - A Poem I was raped My soul was clenched with iron claws And ripped away from my body My body torn into pieces As beasts feast on it Losing my conscience I barely cling to life I’m burnt to ashes from inside I can’t sleep I can’t breathe in peace I have nightmares haunting me I’ve lost childhood memories I’ve lost memories of love All I have in me are these scars above They’ve imprinted on my very being I am traumatized forever ...

Article Imagine this scenario: A newly-wed bride is dressed with the best clothes and ornaments and is made to sit gracefully on a velvet bed decked in flowers. Her lips are trembling, hands sweating, her forehead twitching with anxiety. The man of the hour enters the room, and the girl's heart races faster than her thoughts. He lifts her face and pulls her closer, dragging her in a way that she lies down on the bed. He gets on top of her and plunges deep inside. The girl writhes in pain but follows the orders of her mother and aunts, saying "do not make him angry, do whatever he asks you to." The man finishes his job and snores soundly while tears roll down the girl's eyes and blood drips down her skirt. Marital rape is not considered rape at all, especially in traditional societies. Girls are programmed to save themselves for this day and to remain ...