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A Day for Beautiful and lovely species on earth: WE the WOMEN


All the time, we say, we hear, we read, we listen, we know that you and me should respect Women.

We are blessed to have amazing mother and sisters on earth. We are even more blessed to have lovely female friends around us. On this very special day, I salute them by writing about them.
Everyone has got some female role models, an inspiration, and a hero whom they admire and aspire to be in their life, some visionary. Lot of people talk about their mother/ sister/ grand ma/ teacher/ colleague/ boss/ spouse etc. Let’s talk about someone who we admire and wish to be ……

One of the celebrity and social activist whom I really look up to:

Nandita Das:

An Award winning actress she is, won many accolades for her performances in many of her films. Her directorial debut Firaaq has won lot of international and national awards.

I really admire with the fact that she is a wonderful artist, theatre actor, director, social activist,  teacher, dubbing artist, affectionate mother and wife and first Indian to be inducted in hall of fame of international women’s forum, Washington DC.

Her dedication towards the career and personal life speaks volumes. She has done great job by volunteering for children welfare and society. She wears many hats and her passion towards the art and social movements surprises me and at the same time inspires me to a greater extent. I so wish to be like her by focusing on my role as a career woman and also fulfill my role in my personal life.

A sister I never had: A sister I want to be:

“Sister. She is your mirrorShe is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink. Some days, she's the reason you wish you were an only child.” ---------------------------- Barbara Alpert

I always thought how my big sister would be like. In my childhood, I used to tell my mother that next I want a big sister as I already have one big and loving brother ( he is too cool)  not aware of the fact that whoever comes after me would be called as my younger sibling. How innocent I was! My parents would laugh.

I see many of my friends who always bitch about their elder sister, at times they missed their sisters when she travels, at times they had a cat fights. Both of them can’t stand each other but cannot live without each other. I have my cousins whom I consider very close to my heart. We fight, we can go on talking all night, we laugh our heart out; we can’t stay without seeing each other ( 4 days gap also sounds too long for us, we call each other and say,” it’s been ages since we have met”). I do really think that I am fulfilling the role of a big sister or I really wish to continue fulfilling and aspire to be one. 

I have some friends whom I consider my elder loving sister, for example Ashwini Hari – she is darling and a sweetheart. She calls me chellam sweetly and sometimes kutty chathan. He heJ But I sometimes miss a big sister whom I can have always at home, write about her, fight with her, steal her best dress for party or night outs, hug her and sleep, pull her leg at times in front  of my parents, share secrets about my crushes and the list goes on.

I would like to know who you guys have in your mind. Please share your views and express your opinions about the women you wish/ aspire to be and the women you look up to.

Thank You all.

Hugs and Cheers,

Saranya

Comments

  1. Lovely write up sweety... I miss you a lot. Do I need to say, who I have in my mind? Thank you for the wonderful gift on Woman's Day. Keep up the good work.

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    1. Hey Thanks da Ashu........Enjoy the days with full happiness:)))

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  2. Good thoughts.We have a good many female favourites who possess admirable qualities. Above all our blog-partners including you, my chellam.

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    1. Hey Thanks rudra.......thats very sweet of you darling:))

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  3. I liked the quote on sister and had sent it to my two daughters.
    Lots of women have achieved incredible feats in varied fields shining as role model for all particularly to women.If only women were given greater empowerment in our country,they can do greater wonders.
    A nice post

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