I was only 22 years old when I discovered Worldpulse and decided to become a member, after reading stories from all around the world that deeply resonated with me. At the time, feminism was my foremost ideal and it still is…
I was born in Bangalore, and grew up between my grandparents' home in Bangalore and with my mum, dad and brother in Chennai. I grew up with stars in my eyes, hoping to do medicine in the hope of "helping people", until I…
I joined high school in 2006 and one I thing I remember was how impolite people were with me, how they segregated me because of my size, how they treated me because of how I looked like. I do not know who defines beauty in…
Her eyes are the color of sadness The soul is chained with scars Body broken, withered Her heart in a flame of pain And she wonders Do they feel my pain? Where's the key to the shackles? Feel it sweetheart They hear you,…
I wrote this poem while navigating the justice system - going through court - and every stakeholder: judge, clerk, lawyer, social worker gave me a different version of the law, each convinced that theirs was correct. The…
The Woman today is a shadow of herself because of what happened yesterday The attitude she has today, is a reflection of her yesterday. The timid woman today, is a reflection of what she went through yesterday. The…
As World Pulse sisters who have been graced to encounter the month of October, let’s celebrate girls all over the world with a sense of pride. I keyed into my girlhood days before the woman I became today and I knew I had to…
I feel hope when I learn that women are rising When one woman has reached another in need When a woman who has been punished for speaking out Meets a sister. When girls learn that they have a right to be free To choose their…
As these first Spirit Awards were first announced with a call for us to send in nominations, my first thought was, as I know it was for many others, that everyone here is a phenomenal leader. And my next thought, my hope…
I was homeless at the time, cleaning a brothel, cooking and washing for commercial sex workers. I wasn’t dressed in way that’s supposed to “attract” any man. The girls I worked for wore better clothes. I wore the same jean…
Decades ago, women in Uganda rose with a strong determination; to thrive. The sun rose and we saw the wide smile of the day The season we had worked and anticipated for so long Economic, education, political and social…
It is the women I love Those women who meet with me in the woods Who call us to circle with their drums Who come to dance ourselves into our own power Those women who call on us to create a shift To find and use our voices…
On July 10th I posted a need onour resource page, asking for financial support to enable us organise a skill acquisition program for our adolescent mothers at Ijegun,Ikotun, Lagos. The date scheduled for the training was…
“The best gift life can ever give you is sister who understands you, feels your pain and takes the journey with you.” I have always admired their relationship. It’s genuine and pure. Two women who found each other and have…
It seems to be that it does not matter how many campaigns you will start and run, how many female harasser will go to jail. It’s a never-ending process and cycle, it still continues The purpose of sharing my voice with you…
"I was very hesitant to add my voice. I was worried about how the world would see me, worried about the prejudice or stigma I had always felt", she confided in me. "I felt the victim and felt guilty that I might have done…