Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The light of life

As people celebrated Towel Day with much pride and vigor yesterday, this post of mine dates back to Women’s Day! I believe that this episode is as good as dead for now but nevertheless it isn’t too late to pen it down.

This was the first time I was a part of a strike demanding for equal rights for the maids in Bangalore. It was officially presided by a woman activist (the name I do not wish to reveal) as women cheered her sitting on the stairs of the much noted office building. The Canara Bank’s banner celebrating womanhood beamed in blue. The traffic was distracted for the moment people saw us and later turned a deaf ear and eye to the happening. “Yeh sab to chalta hi rehta hai. Isme nayi baat kahan?” lingered all round the anxious glances from the bus and the pedestrians as they walked by.

I was so keen on coming to a consensus and the ladies would not let me get to it. I met a few high profile people with their gogs to protect them from the harmful UV rays that seemed to barge into their eyes despite their efforts. In the wake of the protest was the candle light ceremony that made me realize that I was among them for a purpose, for a cause… to cherish womanhood (atleast for a day). As we lit candles and placed it on the glass, I understood how I stood tall in circumstances that demanded action, patience and effort. The sparkling flame reminded me of incidents, I emerged as a changemaker!

In few minutes, the wax was spreading over the circumference of the glass and I was reminded of situations that needed me to take the initiative that I hesitated to do! At the end of the day, I came back an undeterred  woman with spirits running high to take on the world for once again!

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  2. "In few minutes, the wax was spreading over the circumference of the glass and I was reminded of situations that needed me to take the initiative that I hesitated to do!"

    Nice imagery. One never knows where the inspiration might start dripping from....

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