Ms. Typewriter

Every child is being named beautifully by their parents. As for me,I was named by my mother. When I got my senses I didn't like my name much. I always used to ask my mother why did she give me such a not so good sounding name! And she used to say, 'I like that name and there will be a day when you will like your name too!  Then in school and college my best friend trimmed my name from Rishana to Rishu. It sounded terrible to me! But she didn't back off. Well then, I had no other way to accept that name!  I used to always dream about how would my name sound like from my life partner. It sounded beautiful when he called me by my name for the first time. But it was short lived. As years passed on, my name faded away. I became someone's daughter. I was called by someone's wife. I was addressed as someone's mother. I was never called by my name. My mother was right, I had started liking my name at this point in my life. I wanted someone to call me by my n

Today, 8th of March is marked as international woman's day. Like every other day this day too passes away. Some celebrate and some don't. Everyday is a woman's day for a woman. She doesn't rest. She works tirelessly without any payment. She isn't even appreciated for what she does. Her work is always looked down. If she is a home maker she is considered as useless and if she is a working woman she is considered as proud.  Whatever a woman does she is always judged.  What makes me sad is it's always a woman who destroys another woman. We don't support each other be it in any field. We may have passed through that phase but still we judge. I don't know why it happens. A woman knows about how difficult carrying a child is yet she judges other woman and  make their life difficult. A mother knows the struggle to raise a child yet she comments about our child's appearance and judge another mother. A mother in law knows how difficult it is for h