Just because I was a woman...



One morning when I got up
I witnessed
It had broken into pieces... the dream which I had never seen
I was feeling very weak
fatigued, tired, desolated and wretched...
My heart was sinking...
My eyes were empty...
A never ending season of fall had striken my life
And
I was lying there just like the pale leaf
getting crushed
and crumpled by the trespassers ...
(N.B. Beware! trespassers are allowed to walk through and mash our lives with the sarcasm of their shoes!!!)
I was not even allowed to make that
crumpling sound of objection...
I was drinking the wine of humiliation...
Yet was not allowed to be intoxicated...
I was alive but was not allowed to live...
My heart was aching..........
My soul was bleeding..........
yet not allowed to be nursed
I was beaten to death by the words...
As far... as wide... as the gaze can go
till the horizon of hope...
There was no sign of a healing touch
or a soothing caress...
Only thing present were
the piercing looks with hatred...
dancing victoriously to the tunes of their vanity...
And
it ripped me apart...
it tore me into pieces...
But
still could not kill me...
And
one morning
out of those torn pieces of mine...
a new 'me' was born
I got up that morning and
collected all the tinier bits
of the broken dream which i had never seen...
I withdrew all the courages that i had
wiped all my tears...
peeled all the layers of desolation one by one...
looked at the larger version of life
to bring out that one smile in one of those millions of sad faces
to spread the warmth of compassion unconditionally
and my eyes started smiling
I got the purpose of my life
Their vanity lost its way
My pride won with accolades
with love
with peace
And
It made my day...
and made my life...

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