Do women need a special day to celebrate? I always have this question in my mind. Every day should be women’s day, men’s day, humans’ day. But to celebrate it especially, of course, go with it. Adore all ladies in your life a little more on this day or thank them for their existence, which makes a difference in your life.
But where are the women today? Are they happy to say a “Happy women’s day”? It’s been a long way since women fighting with enormous foes to live with dignity. When they transform a house into a home, when giving birth to a life, when they prepare a meal, have they been saluted for all? Why they need a special treat when every second a woman dies for a dowry when every day a girl child is killed in a womb of a woman itself. The way a woman said goodbye on the bank of the river Sabarmati was one of the cruel truths of today’s society. Is she one and only, no,there are millions of women still waiting for a river Sabarmati to accept her.
Time has been changed. The brain is added with beauty. When she, the woman starts to believe in herself and opens her wings to fly high, stop dragging her to her odds.
She, the woman, not just a body. Respect her existence and let the mother sleep peacefully rather than haunt her with that worry of hiding her daughter from the hungry eyes which measure her statistics.
To be very honest, I am a woman and that’s my gender, not my specialty. When you have to celebrate women’s hood, establish equality, and celebrate humanity. Don’t ask a man for it, ask yourself when and how you feel as a woman that you should be treated equally by society. Before everything smashed between feminism and pseudo feminism I want to choose today and always humanism proudly.
But above all, if there is a little way to celebrate life and never miss the opportunity. Be happy to say Happy women’s day to the world where women still live with uncertainty.
Disclaimer
I love to spread positivity to make life beautiful but on this special day, I didn’t find any option rather than to show a bit of reality. It’s my point of view, but still, I respect each and everyone’s emotions. You may not think like me but you and I always “we”. We…we are women, we are human.
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