Who is She?
Is she the one selling flowers on a street, is she the one dancing in a bar to make ends meet? is her essence linked to he, is she a voice muffled, that fights back like Soni Sori? Is she a cry recognized after angst & pain, of one as young as Malala Yousafzai? Is she the one who stands by you, trampled & restrained over centuries, is she the one who perseveres like Aung San Suu Kyi? Is she loosely labelled a tramp or tart by men who need her more than she does he, yet sit in judgment on one of their own ilk? Is she the ‘woo’ factor in wo-men, keeping them on a leash? Whoever she is, if she fritters away her time & energy on debating ‘to be or not to be’, the world would suffer an irreparable loss the day she decides to turn her back on it all and walk away free! ©Copyright Suverchala Kashyap Sequel…as an after thought on Women’s day…2016 So then, back to the question, who is she? Well, she’s hot and cold, she’s frigid if ...