A Women's Story
A Women's Story
Who is a woman.?
A mother, A sister, A girlfriend, A wife, A friend, and what not
I am not humilating or dominating you men But a sacrifice of a women cannot be measured in terms of anything. She will not bestow anything in boons
In office, school and temple she toils in ample. She kneeds dough to feed bellies. She may not fickle like Laxmi but her worships works.
She bleeds for a week, moodswings, pains. She keeps a life in her tummy for 9 long months
smiles in blowing wind or billowing waves, like flowers blooming in wild wood.
Never complaining and is ever smiling and fresh.
And what not.
Maybe its supernatural powers or some spark which makes her do this.
If you have women in any of the above forms.
Respect her, Love her, care for her, Guide her and fight if necessary but never loose one. Because, SHE IS A BLISS