“She was playing in the fields It was five in the eve Sharing chuckles and giggles with her peeps, Suddenly, her eyes see her pants bleed. She wasn’t informed of- About these monthly norms, so Befuddled! She runs, with a A timorous sob, And shows her mother Her imbrued shorts.
Hush Hush, she was told To grab the piece of cloth From a 12 year old, you are now a lady grown! Prepare with adornments For your ceremonial flaunts It’s a monthly deal, your body has owned.
And this ‘Red dot’ shows up Every 28 days like the moon is sought. But with these 5 days, Many social stigmas are brought, Prejudices and discrimination heavies her bloat. Towels torn to be used for repititive clots. Unaware about the hygiene Her life is though put, on a Risky shot.
Infrastructure, sanitary supplies, Medications are needed a lot, Be aware not hide, cause Periods are not a shame Or a taboo to be thought!”
I am a little late in posting this but, Better late than Never. I think almost every woman who reads my post here, is privileged enough to get the necessary supplies for her menstrual hygiene but I believe she must be certainly connected to women( like helpers, cooks, maids, any friend, acquaintance,e.t.c) who don’t have much access/ awareness about the importance of menstrual hygiene. And I too participate in spreading information about this, which is crucial in this time of adversity. Doing my duty as a Netizen, for those who are deprived of their Fundamental Rights.
‘Periods in pandemics’ The pandemic has adversely affected millions of women and girls from economically disadvantaged sections of the society who are finding it difficult to manage their periods safely, hygienically and with dignity.
The UNICEF-launched a week-long campaign #RedDotChallenge for ensuring all girls manage their periods safely.
The campaign was launched ahead of the Menstrual Hygiene Day — to recognise the importance of menstrual health and hygiene issues and bring to attention the difficulties faced by adolescent girls, further exacerbated amidst the crisis.
The theme for this year’s MHD was ‘Periods in pandemics’.
The Menstrual Hygiene Day is an annual event which was initiated in the year 2014 by the German based NGO WASH United which aims to benefit women and girl worldwide through their awareness programme. May 28 was selected as the day to acknowledge that 28 days is the average length of the menstrual cycle.
India is also participating in the campaign through social media, many celebrities including the former Miss World Manushi Chhillar have come up with their posts of awareness.
Indian Railways took the initiative to spread awareness about menstrual hygiene among women passengers on Shramik trains.
Assam Branch of Indian Tea Association (ABITA)-UNICEF celebrated Menstrual Hygiene Day in various tea gardens (ABITA) with the sole objective of creating awareness among the tea garden community on ‘Menstrual Hygiene Management’.
If you wish you may share this post and spread the word, if you have suggestions, do comment below and please I request to talk to women or girls who work under you about their conditions. May be you can help them in some way. Thank you.
Thanks for reading.
Ps: I forgot to mention out something, yes I know Men might hesitate to share these talks straightaway with women, thinking they might offended or something. I can still help you in participating, so this month, when you give your helpers(male) or your employees a salary, do gift them a packet of sanitary napkin with piece of advice to protect their wives’ or loved one’s health.
हवाओं को वश में करना आसान नहीं होता l 135 करोड़ को घर में ठहराना आसान नहीं होता। बवंडर के बीच नौका पर सवार होकर उसे चला पाना आसान नहीं होता। बस्तियों को तूफान से बचा पाना आसान नहीं होता। घुट रही सांसों को नया जीवन दिला पाना आसान नहीं होता। अपने प्रिय से बिछड़ जाना आसान नहीं होता।
सूरज की तरह सबको चमकाना आसान नहीं होता । हर बगीचे की कलियों को फूल बना पाना आसान नहीं होता। अपने अतीत को बदल पाना आसान नहीं होता। हर किरदार को निभा पाना आसान नहीं होता। कल को आज बना पाना भी आसान नहीं होता।
वैसे तोह सब कुछ समझ आजना यह आसान नहीं होता। पर इतना समझ लो कि “देश को अकेले चला पाना, यह तोह बिल्कुल आसान नहीं होता”।
I am so grateful to everything around me, each one of you who has kept me safe till now, the air around me, my flowers, people who have directly or indirectly come in my zone of influence very single entity who has been supporting each other to fight and survive, I am truly blessed to have them.
Our government is running tirelessly to provide best support to us, and now started to UNLOCK the country in phases. We ought to give them support so that they can work efficiently, let’s realise that everything is for us. The rules, the restrictions, The exemptions, everything is for you and me . So let’s join them to best coordinate,
cause its not so easy to do everything Alone.
Happy UnLock1.0. Keep healthy. Stay positive and safe. Keep loving!
“Numb, broken into pieces Left in the cold, relinquished. A Cologne with footsteps advanced and held her up, With a Warm Hug, she came; To fix the shatters.”
No one can replace the place of a woman who supports another woman in need. Certainly, she comes to her full potential when she gets support from her men in life be it her father, brother, husband or friend but most importantly she needs support of another divine woman too. And this remains a silent key.
Hello All, today I am sharing few lines about my Birthplace Amroha a city of the Uttar Pradesh state in India. It is located north-west of Moradabad. These lines are not enough to describe the heart and soul of it but still would like to share them on the occasion of Eid as this festival is brightly celebrated here.
City That defines me, My worth of a few smiles, Marks a million to me, I cherish and rely. The winds never changed, Circulated and stayed, The sands and walls that engrained. Oh! They’re attached With the eyes of blind love The heart and soul of a dove.
City that celebrates moments and memories, Eids, Diwali, Christmas, or baisakhis.
Where varieties of mangoes that are found, I buy outside but miss the sweetness profound. My city I was born with Candy’s so raw Like the tingly taste of sourness poured. My city where the best variety of biryani’s served, Appetizing with spices and flavours savoured. My city of charming scents of spells They say who pray here never goes to hell My city, my roots Strongly so blend, the streets, the honks, The vendors and friends My city is whispers of love, emotions I believe It is where I woke up to the world and is where I’d fall asleep.
कि दूर कहीं बादलों को चीर रहे होंगे, कि कहीं आसमां भी धधक उठेगा मेरे आगमन की ध्वनि से। सोचा तोह था… कि नदी को रास्ता और समन्दर की गहराई को भी छू लेंगे कि मछलियां भी सहम उठेगी मेरे आगमन की ध्वनि से। सोचा तोह था कि सबसे शक्तिशाली जीव बनके मनुष्य को भगवान बनादेंगे कि ईश्वर भी आश्चर्यचकित हो उठेगा मेरी उपलब्धियों की हानि से सोचा तोह था..पर सोच उसी बक्से में बंद रेहगई जिसमें सोचा था कि एक वायरस को रखकर शोध करेंगे ।
Something on behalf of the martyrs’ wives who lost their beloved in the kashmir’s Handwara terroist attack .
“Take me somewhere Oh Olive greens Where I can feel the droplets of rains on you.. Take me somewhere Oh darling love, Where I can again open the door for you.. Take me somewhere Oh you dear, Where I shower the love and nights stare.. Take me somewhere, my partner at dark Where I glow and we shine together as stars..”
Aaj fir waqt sath hai, Aur Apne bhi paas hain Par iski kya khas baat hai? Ki, man aaj yun udaas hai?
Uski Jo ek hi aas hai, Ki us har insaan k paas, ek chain ki saans ha, Jiski bebas se halaat me, Uska saahas, vartman ki pyas ha..
Par Haan, ek aisi bhi raat hai, Aur Apne bhi paas hain, Unke hasne ki hasi In kaano Ka raas hai.
Aur aisi bhi baat hai ki baato Ka aabhaav hai..par prashno Ka bahaav hai..
Kaisa prakarti Ka swabhaav hai Ki khwabo k daud me aur kaamane k daur mein Bhaagte logo ko Diya ek tehraav hai..
Par… In sabhi palo ki Pehli yeh pehchaan hai Ki aaj arso baad Manushye manushyata k paas hai Aasman zameen key.. Aur toh aur, aaj Pehli baar, vo aparichit chalrahi saansein is jaan ki, Jaan kar hi bas paas hai… Sapna Arora
I like to embrace different emotions of a woman. I truly believe that a woman can turn the tables, mould the rocks, make or break any empire when she comes to realize herself. I belong to a society where since ancient times way back from Indus valley civilization, women(in hindu mythology as Goddess Shakti) or her yonis are worshipped and yet ironically sometimes my eyes tear out when a few masses of society try to pull her down. Even though it exists in our society I wish to cherish and support her divine forms and euphoric aura.
Certainly, she comes to her full potential when she gets support from her men in life be it her father brother husband friend but most importantly she needs support of another divine woman too. And this remains a silent key. Think about it!