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I am a Homemaker
seated on the pedestal of nobleness by the society ,
for I am the epitome of selflessness and altruism.
I am a homemaker
They call me someone's mother , daughter or wife
for my identity is reduced to just that,
and I ought not complain
for I am the effigy of grace, decency ,love and humbleness.
I am a homemaker,
dignity and pride of the family as they call it
but dare I say out loud what's on my mind,
for pride and dignity are to be reflective of silence and lowered eyes.
I am a homemaker
I slog day in and out ,to feed my family, to do their chores
yet I am dependant and indolent
for I just binge on daily soaps all day.
I am the woman they tell other girls to be,
shy,docile ,timid and obedient; all that makes the perfect bride.
I am a homemaker
but now I refuse to be the paradigm of the 'ideal naari'
I refuse to be someone's dignity,
I choose to be flawed ,imperfect and selfish
for I am just as human as you
I refuse to be humble and polite
for I believe in emerging victorious with voices to be heard clear and loud
And I refuse to borrow my identity from that of a man's,
for one day, I will narrate my story to the world that I am much more than just a homemaker.
By Harshita Singh
I am a Homemaker
seated on the pedestal of nobleness by the society ,
for I am the epitome of selflessness and altruism.
I am a homemaker
They call me someone's mother , daughter or wife
for my identity is reduced to just that,
and I ought not complain
for I am the effigy of grace, decency ,love and humbleness.
I am a homemaker,
dignity and pride of the family as they call it
but dare I say out loud what's on my mind,
for pride and dignity are to be reflective of silence and lowered eyes.
I am a homemaker
I slog day in and out ,to feed my family, to do their chores
yet I am dependant and indolent
for I just binge on daily soaps all day.
I am the woman they tell other girls to be,
shy,docile ,timid and obedient; all that makes the perfect bride.
I am a homemaker
but now I refuse to be the paradigm of the 'ideal naari'
I refuse to be someone's dignity,
I choose to be flawed ,imperfect and selfish
for I am just as human as you
I refuse to be humble and polite
for I believe in emerging victorious with voices to be heard clear and loud
And I refuse to borrow my identity from that of a man's,
for one day, I will narrate my story to the world that I am much more than just a homemaker.
By Harshita Singh
Awesome ��
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