Women's day scrap....

 Well, I used to call myself a scrap writer—of course, because every time I write, it feels like nothing more than a scrap of paper that is bound to remain in the corner of my diary.

Still carrying the designation of being a simple, stupid, and unemployed writer, this woman that I am is once again sitting at her desk with a scrap paper. I really don’t have any short or long speech to give, and of course any single word might end up sounding like a typical Women's Day bhashan.

Nevertheless, today, being a 20-year-old woman in this society,I am here to align some words for myself , I remember a line someone had told me in my childhood—a line that always lived somewhere in the fading corners of my memory. The line was:

"Before being a woman or a man, always remember that you have to be a human.”

Yes, and as a human, you possess every quality, every need, and every authority that a human being can ethically and morally possess.

This society never—never—never,lets you forget that you are a woman. It constantly reminds you of all the sophistication and expectations it has attached to womanhood, and being judged is one of them. But the only thing you truly need to care about is that you are a human before being a woman.

Of course, this was something I did not understand at that time. It took me years, along with many experiences, to realize what that line actually meant and how much depth it carried.

And yes, I believe there are still some people who truly understand this depth. But somehow or the other, the majority remain victims of a kind of malnutrition—of both interpersonal and intrapersonal awareness.

Happy Women's Day to the men out there who, at least to some extent, understand what being human means—not only for women, but for themselves as well.

Alright, I think this is quite good writing for something I call scrap. Don’t worry—I’m probably going to throw it into the dustbin myself. You really don’t need to carry any piece of these words with you.