An ode to the unsung heroes
One never quite grasps the depth of influence our childhood has on our overall personality. Coz more often than not, the incidents which shaped our lives are remembered and recalled as fond memories. In this age of feminism and women empowerment, the actual essence of being a woman is lost somewhere. Today being the International Women's Day, this is an ode to those dynamic women who have helped be become what i am.
A generation of being the secondary citizens, a generation where women rights were virtually non existent, a time where they were confined behind the closed doors bound by the shackles of tradition and yet they managed to show the meaning of true empowerment through sheer grace and grit. I am indeed privileged to have such dynamic grand moms. Both women of a bygone era, both who had no claim to higher education but who were class apart. These ladies belong to the timeless classic era where they made the best of their circumstances and made a change in silent but a very significant way.
My grand moms were different... they were those who for me are the true epitome of women empowerment. They were the rare breed of women who understood that we ladies have to stand up for each other. They did not believe in the petty dramas of every household.For them their daughters and daughter-in-laws were one and same. They pampered them equally. Nope no saas-bahu dramas for them. They were pragmatic enough to understand that to each his own. They respected the boundaries of the relationships. They spent their entire lifetime to take care of the families. They were the unseen threads binding the family together and ensuring that everyone had the space and love to grow into their individuality.
Though they were behind the scenes more often than jot, they somehow managed to play a pivotal role in bringing up their next generations with the correct values. In the days sans modern facilities, they achieved the impossible task of raising sons who respected women, and daughters who were strong minded to speak up for themselves. With changing times, they a manged to evolve beautifully. Theirs was the wise couscous which my grand fathers fell back upon time to time. They were indeed the perfect balances in an otherwise imperfect world.
They never shouted from roof tops on women empowerment and feminism. They made best with what was given to them. They never belittled or tries to pull down others. They strove to improve the lief of others. Too many are the instances where they took bold steps to ensure some misfortunate soul had a better life. these ladies were class apart. Countless are the lives whom they touched with their wisdom and love and grace. They showed through example how much more we are capable of when we strive for improving together.
And on this day, let me hope and pray that i can continue the legacy bestowed upon me by these amazing women. Of being the person who can help others in my own small way and god willing inspire them to achieve greatness. Of trying to be person who will by thought and action uplift the other women around me and not pull them down. If i can manage to change one life the way these ladies have changed countless others..i will truly consider myself blessed.
Ammamma and Bamma...wherever you are, i just hope you will be the guiding light for me and my next generations to come...
A generation of being the secondary citizens, a generation where women rights were virtually non existent, a time where they were confined behind the closed doors bound by the shackles of tradition and yet they managed to show the meaning of true empowerment through sheer grace and grit. I am indeed privileged to have such dynamic grand moms. Both women of a bygone era, both who had no claim to higher education but who were class apart. These ladies belong to the timeless classic era where they made the best of their circumstances and made a change in silent but a very significant way.
My grand moms were different... they were those who for me are the true epitome of women empowerment. They were the rare breed of women who understood that we ladies have to stand up for each other. They did not believe in the petty dramas of every household.For them their daughters and daughter-in-laws were one and same. They pampered them equally. Nope no saas-bahu dramas for them. They were pragmatic enough to understand that to each his own. They respected the boundaries of the relationships. They spent their entire lifetime to take care of the families. They were the unseen threads binding the family together and ensuring that everyone had the space and love to grow into their individuality.
Though they were behind the scenes more often than jot, they somehow managed to play a pivotal role in bringing up their next generations with the correct values. In the days sans modern facilities, they achieved the impossible task of raising sons who respected women, and daughters who were strong minded to speak up for themselves. With changing times, they a manged to evolve beautifully. Theirs was the wise couscous which my grand fathers fell back upon time to time. They were indeed the perfect balances in an otherwise imperfect world.
They never shouted from roof tops on women empowerment and feminism. They made best with what was given to them. They never belittled or tries to pull down others. They strove to improve the lief of others. Too many are the instances where they took bold steps to ensure some misfortunate soul had a better life. these ladies were class apart. Countless are the lives whom they touched with their wisdom and love and grace. They showed through example how much more we are capable of when we strive for improving together.
And on this day, let me hope and pray that i can continue the legacy bestowed upon me by these amazing women. Of being the person who can help others in my own small way and god willing inspire them to achieve greatness. Of trying to be person who will by thought and action uplift the other women around me and not pull them down. If i can manage to change one life the way these ladies have changed countless others..i will truly consider myself blessed.
Ammamma and Bamma...wherever you are, i just hope you will be the guiding light for me and my next generations to come...
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