These are just random questions I go through always. So I don't intend on giving a title to this nor do I consider this art. Do feel free to jot down your thoughts in the comments section if u like to.
My period started during school hours. I was in sixth standard and when I came home, I saw my panty bloodied. I was petrified and called mom. She came running and along came dad.
They understood the situation and did their best to calm the horrified me. Once I had washed and cleaned, I was introduced to the world of sanitary napkins and careful advices of not spotting car seats, school chairs, neighbour's sofa, my bed during those long 5 days.
Though the topic was luckily not taboo in my home, in fact, my dad has always bought me my pads and still does. He was very informative with regards to the exact biological process happening in my body which I partially understood and widely resented.
It meant not jumping like a monkey, which I was and continue to be. Being super conscious of not spotting my dresses and places I sit on. I still always look back at the chair I get up from to check if I have left evidence of my reproductivity.
All women more often than not bleed and still it seems like nobody talks about periods and as if men do not even know periods exist.
It’s been a tough journey to accept that periods will continue to happen to me till middle age and I will have to be prepared for them wherever I go and remember dates and cover up if I mess.
It’s a bodily function which is responsible for the existence of US ALL! Yet look at the taboo associatied with it. We hide pads as if they are atomic bombs or something.
Let’s begin being period proud by stopping to shame girls who spot places and lending a pad when a sister needs it, looking after the period poverty (lack of menstrual products due to their high prices) of domestic workers and their daughters.
I still try to not feel ashamed and it's tough, given the years of conditioning to feel shame and guilt around periods.
Know about period related diseases like PCOD, UTI and be very helpful and empathetic to those suffering from them. Don't shame them on being full of acne and being fat which are the most common symptons of these diseases. Go Help Other Women and Little Girls Out There, They NEED YOU!
I am working on myself to love my periods as much as I love my body when it’s not bleeding. It’s Only Blood After all!
It’s since childhood that I have been seeing creams (which people buy like mad) that makes girls fair so that it leads to loveliness (Hello “Fair and Lovely”!). Because obviously, for Indians, dark skin is not lovely.
I was once called “wheatish” by a professor in college. That was the first time I had heard that adjective for myself. I thought fair and dark were the terms for skin tones. Now there was wheatish. I was seen by my darker friends with some palpable envy. And I saw some smirk on the faces of the fairer girls. So there I was, somewhere in the middle of the newly discovered beauty scales. I also remember how angry/ hurt/insulted I felt for not being considered fair by the professor. Even though I did not place importance to fairness, but now I realized I subconsciously did.
My dearest friend used to say, as a small wide eyed girl, when we were in fourth standard, that I was so beautiful, and by beautiful she meant that I was fairer than her. She told me how her mother used to apply “ubtan”, which is a homemade turmeric pack or something, to clear her skin. I had innocently asked her, “Your skin is already so clean, why clean it more”?”
By that time I had not realised that fairness is seen as pure and darker skins are meant to be cleaned, made to glow.
Thanks to “Black Lives Matter” movement, light has been shown to the discrimination girls face simply for their skin tones. Here in India too. But still the creams are being sold. Not as “Fair and Lovely” which is explicitly rude and demeaning to Indian women, but as “Glow and Lovely”.
And it is still demeaning. Why can’t we live as our normal selves, why do I need to be Fair/Glowing to feel confident. Or for me to become an air hostess, a model, an actress and even a news anchor? And primarily to be married?
All our self-worth is accumulated on our looks. If a girl by chance is fair, then we start scrutinizing her figure, and start fat shaming or preaching her to clean her body hair, or start smiling more. (For example, I am so criticized for my acne filled skin and for cutting my hair short, and of course for my fat!)
Basically Indian society is stuck on the narrative of girls existing only for pleasing other people’s eyes. Not as individuals, with a mind and sense of humor but with a sense of inferiority about looks.
I look up to Deepika Padukone, Mayawati, Phoolan Devi, Nandita Das, Konkona Sensharma, Smita Patil, Beyonce, Maya Angelo, Michelle Obama, P V Sindhu. These are tremendous forces of nature known by their work, not their skin tones. //It describes them, but does not define them.//
Let’s celebrate our bodies, skins and education and fitness.
Girls, we cannot expect society to change overnight nor the boys to start loving us as dark and fat.
It is on US GIRLS to start appreciating ourselves and our sisters irrespective of looks. And start loving our skin without the use of fairness and skin brightening creams.
“Your skin is not only brown It shines and it tells your story” ~ Beyonce
Hello fellow mirakeens! How you all are doing? I've been on a break and I've been missing this place so much. So I was wondering to take a surprise gift with me when I return. No, it's not a new challenge (nor the results of previous challenge, unfortunately) but something that I've never done before, or maybe something that no one has ever done before.
As we all know, it's fall season right now. Though fall or autumn doesn't affect the scapes of India much, so usually, we don't get to see or realise the beauty autumn holds. I've always felt a bittersweet connection of mine with it, it's been my favorite season. So, this thing which I'm presenting you is based on autumn. To be more precise, autumn in France.
It's always been like my dream to make an album of my own, though I don't know how to play any instrument, so I could never do that. One day I was listening to folklore (by Queen Taylor Swift) and my mind was buzzing with thoughts. Suddenly I had this idea like "I know I can't make a song album. But I do can write proses pretty well (ig so), what if I make a prose album of mine. No one has ever done that!"
Gradually, I decided to work seriously upon this idea, I decided tracks and their plot. It's been like my dream come true. I wrote the whole thing down for a month, I made many changes and worked so hard for writing each track (and also teasing my friends on hangouts).
So the final thing is like this: The whole album is based on France, where different tracks narrate stories of different people, who have nothing to do with each other's life and are connected by only single thing, autumn. They have their own perspective towards fall and have their own complications. It's different than just a story compilation because there's a theme that lies in all the tracks, which makes it more than a story compilation, just like a music album. And it does not only contain fictional stories, it has some personal experiences of mine, things that I saw, things that I learnt. So that makes it more special for me. Several music artists inspired me to pen this down, though I've been mostly inspired by Taylor's music, so you'll find a lot of resemblance from folklore.
It's called "of coffee stains & French wine". For there's a bittersweetness that flows through the whole album, and the words taste just as coffee and wine in an abstract way.
I've decided to release the full tracklist on 19th Oct. (6 p.m. per IST), and from then, I'll start posting tracks one by one. Till then, there are loads of teasers on the way. So tightly hold on to your seats, this might be mirakee's biggest era or fest, if you people like and support this wholeheartedly.
I'm not even sure if this is gonna work out, for this is such a crazy experiment of mine. I won't blame you if don't like this. At times I thought I'm just embarrassing myself. But still, I enjoyed writing it and it's been my dream, so no one can stop me from releasing this album now.
I will name her after seasons Because everyone is unique With a beauty of their own And she would patiently wait For her sweet time to shine Without stealing the show From anyone, anyhow, anytime.
I will show SUMMER about all things Bright and wonderful, how to touch lives With her warm, gentle nature Until she finds her perfect spot under the sun Where nothing will dull her sparkle.
I will show WINTER that it's okay Not to be okay when the world turns cold And her dreams are put on hold, still She got more chances to take And when there is no one to turn to With open arms, I'd be there waiting For her to come back home.
I will show AUTUMN that There is beauty in every fall And people may change colors Yet, we have to love them anyway Without excuses, without apologies Always, unconditionally.
I will show SPRING that people Grow beautifully when they are happy Because life is neither A competition nor a race And despite the choices she makes There should be no room for regrets.
I will name her after seasons Because life is one rollercoaster ride Changing gears in a flash Amidst its bumpy twists and turns May she always choose herself No matter what happens No matter where life carries her A survivor she's gonna be A Phoenix she will be.