Women's Day: A Celebration or Just Another Day?
A week before International Women’s Day, my phone was flooded with promotional messages. Taneera, a saree brand, kept reminding me of their special discounts. The newspapers were filled with editorials analyzing women’s position in political, social, and economic spheres. But honestly? It all felt like a joke. On the morning of March 8th, my mother gave me a jubilant smile and wished me Happy Women’s Day . I wished her back, but deep inside, I felt nothing. Every single day, I detest being a woman. Every night, I sleep with a heavy heart, thinking: How can I change the world when I can’t even change my own life as a woman? I cannot step out of my home at 7 PM for a walk. I cannot stroll in the park. I cannot feel the cool monsoon breeze on my face without looking over my shoulder. What kind of freedom is this? From birth to death, a woman faces constant battles. Discrimination begins at home—whether as a child, a teenager, or an adult. I know so many women who live in beautifully...