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Meeting someone in life is something thats actually amazing
Thats because he brings himself with his past, present, and his future
Thats because someone’s whole life comes along
The heart is fragile
Therefore, it might have been broken,
That heart is coming too
I am curious to know,
what kind of paths your heart went through.
The reason my heart hurts so much,
when I learned of the path his heart went through..
isn’t jealousy nor frustration
I dreamed of loving someone
The fact that you ended your love was bit sad…
Even though, you know it well,
and even though you have gone through before,
I believe whatever happens here after is no one’s fault
It will happen just to be that way
Like some waves keep on flowing while the others break
It just happens that way
So don’t worry too much
It’s not like you know all about today,
just because you lived yesterday
The fragile heart of yours might have been broken before,
but that heart still have chance to come to me
The truth may be painful and dark,
but the story will only begin then.

I am somebody

[I do not remember exactly what happened and what were we talking but this poem happened. It started with a conversation ‘I am somebody’. My friends asked me who are you? I continued, I am somebody yet I am nobody then he continued with the other line and vice versa. It’s incomplete and I doubt, either of us will complete. However, I would like to share with what we came up and this random experience of mine. So here it goes…]

 

I am somebody yet I am nobody

I question my existence

Yet am breathing each second

Feel my pulse yet restless

Feel my heart and its pounding very loud

Standing opposite to light can’t see shadow

Walking tireless with no destination

Standing strong yet vulnerable

Far beyond, I see a light

Comforts me for a moment

Deep insight knows its unreal

False abundance diminish and disappears

A heavy thought run through my mind

Paralyzing my brain and chaining me inside

Disconsolate.. I would go

Womanhood​ or Taboo?

Menstruation, 4-7 days of pain. Is it a just a natural cycle every period or a taboo? In Nepal, menstruation means impurity of menstrual blood, girls/ women turns into untouchable or even isolation.

I was surfing youtube and randomly found this video where it talks about the reactions of the people on menstruation. The video is more about how do people think about it? What are their perspectives? Are there any changes among people?

[Vid Source: Channel Arbitrary

After watching this video, I would like to share my own thoughts.

Menstruation is just a cycle of womanhood and not just the body, but the mind needs rest as well. Now talking about the rituals that I have in my house is not different from those uneducated people or villagers. My mom doesn’t allow me to touch my dad or even enter his room, no access to kitchen and prayer’s room and apart from that, there are so many other things that she doesn’t allow or makes me do, or makes me cautious about.

Me, yes, I am an educated girl and yet I am helpless to bring in change. I fail. I am no different from uneducated people. Not that I haven’t tried at all; I always fail in spite of many attempts to bring change or persuade my mom. My mom, she is so blinded by all those stupid religious aspects that she doesn’t want to know or listen, so getting aware is way too far for her. I get frustrated every time when I get my periods because of these stupid norms. I feel really happy to see the change among some of us who has started to giving access and doesn’t discriminate anymore. But I feel sad when I cannot explain my mom and change. I feel really bad for not being able to do anything or rebel. I certainly wish her to understand and bring in change. I definitely want to end this and take menstruation as a natural process of the body towards womanhood.

I feel helpless but I will not stop trying.