She’s a wonderful woman – that’s all I can say,
Let’s us make our mistakes and find our own way.
No protests when we make our housework easy,
With routines and ideas that would drive her crazy.
Tag: Women
Paint The Town RED
We’re the women who dress up to visit our mothers.
We live by our own standards, don’t paint us with your colour.
Blow dry our hair and put on our best dress,
No it’s not a night out to paint the town red! Continue reading Paint The Town RED
She’s the bottom of the barrel
She’s like the bottom of the pot, where the spoon scrapes.
When there’s less inside, to put on our plates.
The bottom of the barrel that bears the pressure,
When it’s filled to the brim and there’s no ease or leisure.
Menopause – Let education be the way to freedom
Menopause is the hormonal change that women face when their bodies are no longer able to bear children.
It’s a time when many women face drastic changes in their energy levels and need rest, in order to bounce back.
- My post talks of the need to open up a discussion on these issues.
- The video below was taken at a poetry session I participated in, where I talk about cultural issues that can deprive women of rest, and the support of their husbands and families, at this time when they so desperately need it.
- The end of my post has links to support sites for menopause and surgical menopause.
Let’s talk about this topic so that there’s knowledge and awareness. Let us let menopause do what it’s supposed to. Relieve women of that monthly discomfort/ tiredness/pain and let their bodies build up the strength and stamina they will need to build strong bones despite the lower levels of estrogen that accompany this phase.
Let us let menopause lead women to freedom.
Continue reading Menopause – Let education be the way to freedom
The stages of my life
It used to be Baby, ‘cos they saw I was young,
The one they looked after when her parents weren’t around.
Then, it was Didi – the elder sister,
A young adult woman without a ‘Mister’.
But 2 years of marriage and that was all gone,
Then I became Bhabhi, their sister-in-law! Continue reading The stages of my life
Freedom
Freedom is a walk in the warmth of the sun,
A fridge well stocked and dinner that’s already done.
Freedom is some time with nothing to do,
But have coffee or chai in the evening with you. Continue reading Freedom
Just one spoon of oil
Just one spoon of oil ‘cos it’s good for my health,
Being active and happy is my idea of wealth.
We don’t suffer famine or drought, and there’s plenty.
Unfortunately, it just adds layers to my belly. Continue reading Just one spoon of oil
