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...into the dark and calls again; “Hello! I know you are here…come on don’t worry; it’s me…I know you are there, you are scared, answer me please.” The piercing silence cultivates fear but I decide to revolt and carries on to probe, which for sure, I knew is there. I stumbles upon …a woman, breathing with no sense of existence. I see in her eyes the brutal signatures of life. Never seen before, the blank existence of life in the state as pathetic as one can perceive to define the tragic defile of her body and soul. “Oh! God how could they do so…brutal…animal they are”…I ... (more)
...My teacher sent out a letter shortly before our show last month that she received from one of her other students and I could not have said it better. Although I have only been doing Belly Dancing for a mere 7 months, it has changed my life dramatically.
I too have felt like this woman has in the past and can identify with so many of her feelings. It has helped me to embrace my body and accept it for what it is. I no longer look in the mirror and see a dreary middle aged woman, mother of 4. I see one of the most beautiful woman on the planet with the most sexy curves you... (more)
Throughout the ages, people have wondered…who is the better sex? Is it the woman or the man? Who is usually right in an argument? Who is usually wrong? Well, I found this humorous little story / quiz that, I think, will help to answer this age-old question…at least a little bit. Enjoy!
The Perfect Man and the Perfect Woman
Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met. After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding. Their life together was, of course, perfect.
One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car... (more)
In chorus, they sing, kill them, it’s not a sin
They yell, to incite
Kill them, Kill them, they chant
Lunatic frenzy, at its peak
Marauding mob chants vociferously
In chorus, they sing, kill them, it’s not a sin
They are at the gate
The mob yells, “hand over them”
They are the one, to be killed
Sane one pleads, leave them
In chorus they sing, kill them, it’s not a sin
They coerces the way, to take away
The wounded soldiers and the nursing hand
Trophies in the hand of blood thirsty mob
The mob ask... (more)
“He, who had done more than any human being to draw her out of the caves of her secret, folded life, now threw her down into deeper recesses of fear and doubt. The fall was greater than she had ever known, because she had ventured so far into emotion and had abandoned herself to it.” - Anaïs Nin
Observing these things operating occasionally in my relationships is normal. However, if I see a few things happening all the time, and especially if I make excuses for the violation of these principles, it is cause for great concern. Be wise my friends...My friend will inflict... (more)
...draconian opera of so called masters of common men have so pathetically performed, that my head hang in shame. Why, in spite of having such a vibrant democracy, we could not translate the dreams of our forefather to make this country a promising land of peace, harmony and safety. Why, that the woman is still looked upon as piece of commodity?
To hell with this arrogance that we, the Indian are the best; my foot, how can we call ourselves the best when basic freedom of an individual (especially woman) is so casually bartered to medieval beliefs, impressions and criminal actions.... (more)
The woman who holds a dignified posture to carry on with her head high has to go through stressful and strangulating events of life. Many may borrow clichés to sustain the deafening assault of male chauvinism and if you ask the women you would get to know their harrowing tales.
Such women don’t shed tears over their miseries; rather they draw strength from them to build their lives with dignity, with grace or whatever they do to makes sense and move ahead. These women exist, they are real. They are not celebrity, they are ordinary women but with extraordinary resolve to cultivate... (more)
...me say more; that I would like to be possessed constructively by the charm of my dream lady, where, we both can acquire space to grow with love of intense rarity. I have not finished yet; no matter if she is a great cook or not, as long as she simply believes in herself, then, she is the real woman of substance, which I am referring to and that is my fair lady, I am talking about.
If I am asking so much in a lady, its because as a man, I do understand my limitations, vulnerabilities and susceptible weaknesses and knowing fully well, I need to have woman, who never make me feel... (more)
In her arms the souvenir of unblemished promises
Nine month of existence kisses the sunlight first time
The conspiring creator defy the physical agony of this lady
Lady, few hours ago turn into a mother
With nameless emotions and marching order in his utterance
The befitting arrogance of the one who refuse to be a father
Refuse to hold the promises and refuse to be a man
The man with revolting strictures dancing on his face
Dance of a man who refuses to be a man
Life is in hurry so he orders for immediate evacuation
The man... (more)
Wangari Maathai is the first African woman to win the Nobel peace prize. Wangari was of Kenyan citizenship. She was particularly recognized because of her fearless social activism and crusade for protecting the environment. It was in this vein that she founded the Green Belt Movement. She decided to found this movement in 1977 and planted tens of millions of trees in Kenya. This was a great thing since it was in the context of fighting desertification in Kenya. Now, she passed away this week, last Sunday at the age of 71 after a long struggle with a cancer.
Indeed, her death... (more)
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