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If religion schools you to war.

sweta ojha poem

What if –
Turban knew of white gowns?
Kuran met the cross in town?
Kashi mentioned Haj halts?
Kirpan visited puja stalls?

Continue reading “If religion schools you to war.”

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5k21. 

twenty first birthday
5k followers

If I ever get too worried about 21, I know I have people who still spell 21 as 12. 💝😘 

This post is a mandatory hearty revelation to how beautiful has been the journey from 20 to 21. I met 5k of you here on wordpress. 5k people on instagram and more than 11k people on facebook who joined me on my one year journey! 

When earlier this week, I crossed the 5k mark on the blog followed by instagram, I were clueless over the amount of love you as a family shower. 

25th of this month, I turned 21 and I’d never be wrong if I spell it as 12 still. Yes! That’s how much am I blessed and pampered. People , life and happiness are better off as simple things and I am sure blessed with simplicity at its best. 

Thank you my lovely people (the clan) for the immense love that I do not even deserve! I truly feel like a princess so much that I am going to lock my presents (I have lost a count of!) and the crown cause I am too possessive about my things all of a sudden! 🙈
Thank you everybody who wished through mails and messages in case I have missed replying any. I know they don’t notify you of my birthday and I am surprised how you remember! The struggle with dates is real in my case hence I must appreciate. 

Cheers to calories, love and life! 💛

Thank you for reading.

Never let the words fall short! ☺

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A Year Journey!

As much as the story I live in and the moments that live in me are but just mine, you my fellow bloggers are the family that has stood by! 

It’s a whooping one year journey and look at how warmly have I been welcomed here.  

I look back to where I started and I can’t stop laughing. I was so nervous about this whole blog and being able to cope up. The only thing I remember is telling myself that I can and I must. This however does not change the fact that I have taken innumerable breaks, been a very lazy writer and yet the love, the support has been unmatched. I am guilty of having written 92 posts (including this!) and I don’t really know if I am as much worthy of what this family has blessed me with.

You’ve showered me with compliments. You’ve pampered me with love. You’ve motivated me everytime my words speak out my heart. And most importantly, you’ve inspired me for this one year journey that I never thought I could even start. 

By far, this is the best blogging achievement for me. And apart from this, I have been blessed with a decent number of people reading the blog, commenting, viewing and most importantly, staying by. It’s not often that a writer runs out of words but I am at this moment at a short of words to thank and to express what I feel about this magnificent year. Although, I guess that explains, my emotions attached to the blog and each one of you. 

I’ve always believed the journey is the best part, and what better than this marvelous journey till now!

Thank you for stopping by, appreciating, celebrating and for staying. 

Thank you for being such an important part of my story.

Thank you for being a family!

I hope we never let the words fall short! ☺

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Only a man. 

By Sweta Ojha
A man who knows he is nobody to let you be the woman you are.,

Only a man

Who knows I could be anyone 

Without his permission to let me be

‘Cause I don’t remember guidelines

Of what’s to be done 

And what am I supposed to be.

Only a woman

Who knows she should never be sorry

For being as crazy or weird in the societal heap

‘Cause I don’t remember guidelines

About a necessary tap on the shoulder

For living what I want to be. 

Only people

Who know they are nobody to permit

To deny or judge another being

‘Cause who remembers guidelines?

To certain authorities

In charge of what I’d rather be.

P.S. This is a dedicated piece of writing to anybody who realizes he/she is not doing a favor just because he/she has let their female acquaintances live a life they deserve. We need to get out of this loop where we literally beg for something which is a basic human right. The typical mindset that goes from “I have never ever differentiated between a girl or a guy” to “She is my daughter but I have raised her like my son” clearly stands to the patriarchal mindset which is willing to improve but not from the grass root level. It definitely isn’t a favor to let a lady be a lady in a man’s world. Also, why raise your daughter like a son? Why do we have different raising standards anyway?Modernization or social service are two vague terms used for letting people be. Letting us achieve our goals and pursue our dreams is not your choice, as a matter of fact, it is nobody’s decision. If I do not bother you with what you choose as your life story, I am sure you are nobody to write mine. The next time we reach out to women deprived of rights or a lady stuck up with unfulfilled ambitions, let’s just remember it is our duty and not a choice or favor to stand up for humanity cause we are nobody to decide for a fellow human being. 

Also, 

Be a woman while you can.

Always. 

Thank you for reading.

Never let the words fall short! ☺