A woman in our society is just surviving not living, not enjoying, not celebrating. She is suffering for being a subjugated species on earth. A women here has never been given her share of respect, attention, care or whatever was her due. To pray her was her due as she was form of goddess for some, heaven lies under her feet for some, she is daughter, sister, wife, mother, a friend but she has millions more things inside than her outside. She expresses less but suffers more. Her eyes tell a million stories, she has been trying to hide. All we need is an eye to look in those eyes and feel that storm, so quite, so humble inside.
Love in her heart, storm in her soul
Demons in her head, madness in her mind
Trouble in her smile, fire in her eyes
She is an imperfect masterpiece ,she is a mystery .No matter how hard you look for the words to explain her ,those words will fall short on the whole of who she is .These days it’s hard for me to find the words to explain my own self .if I look in the mirror, nothing looks familiar .I know there is a great emergence of some kind happening that i can’t explain or understand. Like a Trapped bird who has finally been set free but the vastness of space outside of its old cage is overwhelming and frightening. At times it is tempting to return to the comfort of what I know because at least there i knew where I stood. Trying to find my footing has become my daily routine and it is difficult venture .I think I will always be some sort of untamable storm that most will never understand or able to comprehend . Probably because most lose interest or either find the storm too much to handle. But the storm is in her smile, it is wild ,it is fierce, it is the whole of what she actually is. When you find out who she really is ,maybe you will find the words to write an explanation . until then the guess remain a secret , a mystery , an unsolvable puzzle .
She is something, something different .
She is fearless ,yet always vigilant.
She is a warrior. She fight the tears with pretty smiles and lies.
She is chaos, yet so calm.
She is beautiful but covered in dirt.
She is a disaster, yet masterpiece of words.
She is me, she is you, she is us.
We are jealous of that smile on her face, we are sadists inside out. We have been seeing and enjoying or not caring her grim Face. We are scared of her being liberated. We have been blaming each other’s religion within Ourselves, debating her as a subject but forgot to make her not only the subject but a part of Ourselves, our equal half in every aspect of our lives. Religions never discriminated women but The followers did. My religion places her at the highest level of respect, under her feet I can trace heaven, looking in her eyes with love connects me to God. She has been discriminated, suffering and resisting from womb to cradle, from cradle to school ,from kitchen to bed. When she smiles, whole universe smiles, when she prospers whole nation prospers but alas that smile is lost. Somewhere in the woods, somewhere in our homes, somewhere in our busy streets and somewhere in some beautiful villages.
When life seems overwhelming, taking a moment to pause and appreciate the little things can be calming and provide a reminder that there’s still good in the world. Smiles can also be a ray of hope when things feel hopeless. When life gets tough, it’s important to remember that no storm lasts.
Life can be unpredictable, but no matter how tumultuous things get, there’s always Something that can bring a bit of sunshine into your life – a smile. No matter the Circumstances, a smile can make all the difference, and that’s especially true when it comes to enduring the storms of life. When we’re in the depths of a difficult period, it can feel impossible to find a glimmer of hope. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that there can still be joy and beauty even in the midst of terrible storms. It feels like the storm will never end, But it’s important to remember that there’s always something that can bring a bit of sunshine into the darkness – a smile. Smiles can be a reminder that in spite of the darkness, there’s still something that can bring joy. Whether it’s a friend’s smile when you’re feeling lonely, a hug from a loved one when you’re feeling scared, or a joke that you can’t help but laugh at, these little moments of joy can make a huge difference even in the worst of times.
Smiles can also act as a reminder that although life can be chaotic, there’s beauty to be found in the little moments. When life seems overwhelming, taking a moment to pause and appreciate the little things can be calming and provide a reminder that there’s still good in the world. Smiles can also be a ray of hope when things feel hopeless. When life gets tough, it’s important to remember that no storm lasts.
(The author is an Advocate presently affiliated with District Bar Association Shopian. The views, opinions, facts, assumptions, presumptions and conclusions expressed in this article are those of the authors and aren’t necessarily in accord with the views of “Kashmir Horizon”.)
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