Posts Tagged ‘woman’

I am now with Paulo’s ‘BY THE RIVER PIEDRA I SAT DOWN AND WEPT’. And few things in the book just made me to think very hard. The words….

“And we (women) came to understand the cycle of creation, because our bodies repeat the rhythm of the moon……that the moon was a reflection of my womanhood”

That night when I read these words, I went out to see the moon. Can I see the woman in the moon? I tried to find me in the moon – the woman I am! This was the first time when I was visualizing moon as feminine. And really it feels great to know about moon as symbol of feminism. Moon is Me!

When I surfed, most of the sites talked about the mysteries of moon and womanhood in menstruation. This, in turn lead our ancestors to associate the event of mensuration with the symbolism of the Womb of Tomb. This supported what the ancients saw occuring in the sky; the ability of the Moon to transform, change, and disappear for three days and then suddenly reappear to live again – having correspondence with Menstrual Cycle. And I have read about the ‘three faces of woman’ and now I found another face of woman, making it as ‘Four Faces of Woman’.

  • Dark Moon/New Moon – Rising moon not yet visible. At the end of this stage a very small crescent can be seen. Face of Woman – Hag. Both at the end and the beginning of the moon cycle’s, indicates turning inward, future potentials, concentration of essential energies, spiritual emphasis for the greater whole.
  • Waxing Moon/First Quarter – Can be seen in the west during the first part of the night. Appear to be getting fatter. Face of Woman – Maiden: indicative of developing personality, self absorption, drawing things toward her. Moon shows fast flowing incoming energies, things put in motion with effort, face facts, overcome obstacles.
  • Full Moon – Night of full moon on the 3rd day is when this stage ends. Face of Woman – Young Mother: product of involvement, has a developed and mature personality.
  • Waning Moon/Last Wuarter – The moon appears to be thinner and is reducing to a thin narrow crescent again. Face of Woman: Grandmother: concerned with entire family and community, giving one’s own experience of self development, teaching others of what she has learned. Moon shows outgoing energies, letting go of what is no longer needed or required, resolution of situations, finalizing conditions, rid of troubles and unwanted conditions.

I know next time when I will be looking at the moon, I will surely see the woman hiding inside her. But don’t know why till at this point, I never bothered myself or never tried to look into the feminine side of nature. Nature must be a woman!!

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I am bird, they say of endless ill omen

I am curse of God

they say of exile and poverty

Please say,

When God started giving curses…….

Please say,

Why wings can’t make me to fly………


I am flower, they say for departed

I am divine like goddess

they say, came to end yearnings of few

Please say,

When soul of dead will take me to heaven……

Please say,

Why men are born with hunger of lust……..


I am radiance, they say of falling star

I am deep darkness

they say of unending doom and cataclysm

Please say,

Why no-one is there to love ill-fated doom………

Please say,

Why they make godly wish seeing falling star……..


They shout at me

“I am Girl………I am Girl”

Please say,

What it means to be a girl?

Just for one time, please say,

What it means to be a girl

What it means……………….

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Growing up into a woman,

is not some ephemerality

from dolls to diamonds.

It feels to be on a sheer voyage,

crossing many bridges,

linking many horizons of my eyes.

Some unknown bridges

would have appeared

from playful structures

of sand lying outside my house,

when sand was just enough

to show the skills of innocence.

Some unfelt happiness

would surely have escaped

from the cries when

rubber color of my right braid

would not match with my left.

Cries which made mother

to pleat hairs again for me.

Some utopian meaning

would surely have changed

of the tears from

frailty to emphatic.

The hugs of the barbie dolls

The random fights with brother.

All appears to be just house of dust!

The scoldings and kisses of papa

when report-card shown to him,

The understanding which now

came of the shinning twinkle

in his eyes!

Where the time was confined

in second and minute hands

and the transition now shows

time in indigo color of the sky,

the rain drops felt by the body

and some ripen moments of life!

Happiness changed from

undiminished joy to angelic ache.

The pleasing amiable ache

which defines the power of woman

A transit of an ordinary girl

in white shirt and grey skirt

into an unordinary woman

in the purity and power of divinity!

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Sometimes I think

to fictionize myself

as that trendy girl

making my life

little bit daedal

little bit elemental

sometimes I feel

to vomit out complexity

believing mystery is what

you love to solve.

The inquisitive mystery in

my vibrant lipstick

my blackish mascara

or the pinkish blusher.

with me in salacious dress.

Sometimes my heart

makes me to believe

innocence can never

give birth to mystery.

Simplicity cannot shout

for it is always confined

in some rigid walls of mind.

May be I hold somewhere

some misleading, absurd,

foolish and adulterated

definition of ‘innocence’ and ’simplicity’.

Everyone shouted

to change, to adapt to be a

pixyish, whimsical woman.

I tried and grossed out

“I have to change to get love”

But that was not easy

not because

my trail was not vigorous

but because

I have started to think

“How I will hold the end?”

They can make me to learn

the game rules

and how to play

creating mysterious mystery.

But I am the only one

to end the game.

For I always feared void, end,

the end – beginning of nothingness.

For I always love to play the game

with my heart and my soul. 

I will be the loser

in both the ways. 

Sometimes I think,

If I give my hand to you,

You will surely hold it

not because you want to hold it for life

but because you want to help me

to cross the road.

Sometimes I wonder

‘crossing the road’ is

far better and simpler

than creating the mystery to seize you!


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This article I found on my computer while searching for some file. I don’t remember when I have pasted it in word. How many such articles I have kept with me but I don’t get the time to go through it. Sorry God, I will try to improve on this.

For some of these points I don’t really understand why they are necessary for women.

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … one old love she can imagine going back to … and one who reminds her how far she has come …..

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own even if she never wants to or needs to… A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour …A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … a youth she’s content to leave behind…

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … a past juicy enough that she’s looking forward to retelling it in her old age.

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra …

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … one friend who always makes her laugh… and one who lets her cry …

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family …

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored …

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … a feeling of control over her destiny …

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … how to fall in love without losing herself …

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … how to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without ruining the friendship …

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … when to try harder … and when to walk away …EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … that she can’t change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents …EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … that her childhood may not have been perfect … but its over …

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … what she would and wouldn’t do for love or more …
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … how to live alone … even if she doesn’t like it …

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … whom she can trust, whom she can’t, and why she shouldn’t take it personally …

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … where to go … be it to her best friend’s kitchen table … or a charming inn in the woods … when her soul needs soothing …

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW … what she can and can’t accomplish in a day … a month … and a year.

My day 3rd April – Day was okay only. I did nothing in my office. I was not feeling even to look at my work. Almost half of the day went in meetings only. In home also it was boring. I don’t know why God is giving me these types of days, there is nothing from which I can learn.

Blessings:- Day was somewhat okay as compared to 2nd April. I got appreciation in the team meeting. But don’t know why I am not satisfied even after all this. 🙂

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