I wore a hijab.

Hijab, a mere word seems to create a bigger stir in our lives than do nuclear weapons.

Disclaimer: I am only speaking of my own opinion here with no intention to hurt anybody’s feeling in any form.

I am sitting in India, a country that is culturally diversified and apparently much more tolerant than many others. The situation of people who wear hijabs or for that matter, a turban, has been quite clear lately. There have been a number of bans, protests, laws against the use of hijabs and I seem to not understand the reason why. It doesn’t make sense to me! We call them conservative, but with this ideology aren’t we the conservative ones?

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Feminine?

Feminine.

I fail to understand what that word means or stands for. Of course I am aware of all the meanings and synonyms we do attach to it. The first meaning that comes up when I type the word on Google says, “having qualities or an appearance traditionally associated with women, especially delicacy and prettiness.” I can agree with the first part of this sentence, but the second? That is sheer bullshit if you ask me.

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I am a woman.

I am a woman.

I am shy and I am bold.

I am weak, I am also strong.

I am an emotion and no emotions at all.

I am sweet, I am also bitter.

I am powerful and powerless.

I am warm but I am also cold.

I am absolute sense, I make no sense.

I am peace and I am chaos.

I am the end, I am also hope.

I am the light, I am darkness.

I am easy and also difficult.

I am everything and nothing.

I am only human and I am a goddess.

I am a woman.

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