Gift of womanhood..(Entry under catagory of Relationship Issues)

Whatever you give a woman, she makes it greater. Give her sperm, she will give you a baby.Give her a house, she will give you a home.Give her groceries, she will give you a meal. Give her a smile and she will give you her heart.She multiplies and enlarges what she is given...Heard these lines from one of my friends and I couldn't have had a better start than this.

I was wondering which woman should I start this post with, shall I start with some of the most influential women in the world or the women who suffer a lot and do not have opportunities..and suddenly a thought came to my mind..what would have happened if Taliban was operated by women, I wonder if it had even existed....A community run by women where men are not allowed to do anything without their support..where men would be beaten up or even be killed if they don't follow their women....and women will make passes on men..women would rape men to satisfy their lust....eweew can't think of anything more bizarre than this.

I am trying to remember all the women who made impressions on me right from my childhood, the kind of impressions that enter in your mind once and last for lifetime. When I think more I realize that those impressions are not made by the physical appearance those women had nor because of the money they earned but because of their capability of loving others in spite knowing their faults, they were beautiful because of their power of tolerance.

Let me start with my primary teacher, we called her Aaji.She ran a school for kids. The school which was more like a home.She came to receive us everyday and actually held any of us in her hands. If we answer correctly, we received chocolates and a kiss.She was one woman who resolved many family problems in our town.

Years later when she died, I came to know that her husband had abandoned her for some other woman, and her son whom she educated in all hardships, left her for his wife. I don't remember a single day when she complained about any of her problems to us, not even a day when she was sad. The only thing she taught us was the joy of giving and being happy.

She donated her body to a medical college, not because she knew there is no one to do her funeral but because she had understood life is lot more than complaining over people.

Next story I can think of is my neighbor, her husband is a doctor and they have a kid of 5 years old.Recently her husband's brother had moved in their apartment, he fell sick quiet often. One day they tested him for HIV and it came positive. Everyone was taken aback, and suddenly she started observing change in her husband's behavior. He stopped sleeping with her and started being aloof for no reason. And one day he brought an injection and took her blood sample.

The injection was for testing if she is carrying HIV virus, that was the moment she understood that he was suspecting her. She left him, stayed at her parent's for two months. He did not call, instead her parents convinced her to go back. And now they are together.

For both the families it is a happy ending, nobody asked, what it is for her.

Sometimes its a soldier's wife who doesn't go to the battlefield yet has a battle of uncertainty everyday. The soldier dies fighting enemy, but she has a battle of life to fight.Sometimes its an ordinary mother who quits her job for the future of her kids.

I have known many women handling different roles in different relationships. Some strong, some weak.Some who compromise over situation, some who fight for their individuality. When I think of all of them, the only thing that differentiates between strong and weak is their power of making decisions and conviction to follow them.

I know many women who complain, because they are not liked enough by others, they feel its because they are not beautiful. They end up compromising their values to spend some time with a man, and are left at alter once the night is over.

Why let some men or society always make decisions for you, why not ask your self what it wants. Lets not murder our self esteem in the name of compromise, also lets not deny our capability of making love happen. Be strong, be yourself. Be the woman who realizes that her beauty lies beyond her physical appearance. Who loves passionately but is also capable of breaking bonds when is taken for granted.

We are blessed to have this gift, the gift of womanhood !!!




I would like to tag three of my friends

Bharti: http://pagesfromotherside.blogspot.com/
Rachita: http://www.way2rachita.blogspot.com
Jitendra: http://life-through-a-prism.blogspot.com/