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International Men’s Day — November 19

Speaking about the reality of today’s scenario, most of us discuss so much about women, their strength, how important they are to society, and about feminism. We rarely talk about men and their importance. Just as a woman plays major roles to bring up her family, men take equal and hardest pressure to lift every member in it. If women are strong in one way, men are stronger in many ways.
On an estimation of women’s achievements, a theme about men should also be contemplated equally.

So, how back-breaking is it to breathe as a man?
It is not just a woman who takes care of the hardships at home, but a man who is being an initiative for all the resources.
If a woman is meant to build her home, a man is building his family. He is running to pay the bills and expenses.
He behaves as an armour to protect his people.
His unceasing efforts are neither seen nor exhibited.
He struggles at the workplace. He strives hard for family welfare.
He runs the entire family; at the same time, he is being complained about the quality of rice. He enjoys the struggles to satisfy us.
He helps accomplish his son’s future, inspite of heavy burdens inside.
He is too concerned about his daughter’s well-being, just because the world is morally corrupted.
He carries a series of sensations to give a good life to his wife after the 60s.
Still, he is judged on things that he couldn’t do.
Don’t hurt HIM. Be sure that you appreciate him for the million little things he does.
Always compliment them, be it a father, a brother, or a husband.
Because, they care so much but they don’t understand the meaning of expressing it.
He leaves home everyday with the word “Take Care”.
He waves hand while leaving, but turns back once again to check if you locked home and got back inside.
He earns less, but brings home lots.
He says NO first, but later agrees with whatever you say.
He seems rude, but loves you secretly.
He restricts, but for the sake of goodness in future.
He never appreciates, but is always glad about your good work.


I have two special men in my life.

Firstly, my Dad. I’ve seen every little and tons of struggle my dad faced to give his two daughters and his wife the best life. He is a great inspiration and the biggest happiness to me.

Second, my Husband. Right now I see him thinking so much about me, my good and bad days, his career, our future. From being an irresponsible bachelor to suddenly being a perfect husband who started carrying a lot of responsibilities.

How beautiful these Men are!
He ain’t going to tell you “I love you” all the time. He might not be available to you when you need him. He won’t appreciate every meal that you do. He might miss an important plan with you. Understand. Understand his life, his pressure, and what he’s going through. Love him thoroughly with all your heart. Your actions or words shouldn’t add up to the burdens he’s already carrying. Let him know that he can come to you, look up to you, speak to you no matter how hard life gets. You’re his only companion and hope.
Thank the special men in your life every single day. They don’t need a reason to be greeted. They don’t have a replacement.

Amongst other men who rape and disrespect women, there are other gentle-hearted men out there who see a mother’s love in wife’s warmth, treat her well, respect her choices, listen to her broken stories, lift her up when she falls, hug her with silent prayers, and admire the purest beauty of womanhood right since his daughter is born.
Kudos to those lovely kinds! More love and peace to you.❤

Happy Men’s Day. ✨

© Yashica Priya

I’m the New Bride-to-be. ❤️

So it’s all done. I packed my bags. My wardrobe is empty. All set to leave my family and home. Few hours left. Counting my last hours as Spinster, and himself as a Bachelor. I’m super excited; also I let my tears flow at night. I’m so embarrassed. I have to wake up to get prepared for my big day. I’ve bought all the beautiful dresses and sarees. I’m loving my ornaments. My mehandi prints are fabulous. I’m gearing up my mind to stand there in front of the huge crowd, with my fiancé. My mom talks about how to life further, how to cook good food, when to wake up in the morning, how I should treat his family, how flexible should I be situations and blend with people; and on the other side my dad starts his lecture. Hell lot of advices from both. For the very first time, their goodness and guidance put me in tears instead of ending up in anger. Parents seem to sound so beautiful at some instances. 24 years of my journey with them. So much comfort and love, all these days and every minute. I’m so deeply jailed behind my thoughts. I’ll no longer be pampered under my parents’care. Myself and my very own family is changing into a long-distance relationship. I’m so afraid. So much. What should I do the very next day at his house? Go to the kitchen early in the morning? Greet my in-laws? So, how will they respond to me back? When to take a break and relax on the couch? A sudden transformation from ‘I lay on my bed all day long and my mom never minds’ to ‘I’ve to take up multiple responsibilities and keep up with my duties everyday’. So weird! When should I go to bed and when does my morning shades appear? What if I act strange or funny sometimes in front of my new family? Will they judge me? Will they love me all the time? I’m confused. I’m scared. I’ve to prepare myself for everything and face it alone. New people, new surroundings, new taste of foods, new relationships. I know I can no more complaint about having Upma for my breakfast. Nor I can make something different according to my taste. It is that. That’s how it is supposed to be. I understand. I’ll miss my mom switching off the fan at 10 a.m. to wake me up; and my dad and cousins who always pull my leg for everything and nothing. I’m sure to do my best to satisfy my new family. I bring a promise here to bring happiness to myself and to my new family too. A changeover from being a daughter and sister to a wife and daughter-in-law. What kind of a curse to all girls to leave her family halfway and go just like that! I’ll wait for the day I can visit my family again. Once in a week or maybe twice a month? That is going to the toughest yet unforgettable moment in my life too. ❤️

© Yashica Priya

The Best Husband?

Finding the best husband is not on any woman’s dictionary. His looks, skin tone, or rugged voice don’t come under the expectations of “best” that women ask for. Having the best husband is decided on how good his family is, how his family treats you and how lovable and supportive they’re to each other. He has to be good and true to himself. That’s where he stands as a man. He should know the ethical formula of treating a woman right. He must treat you the way he treats his mother or sister. If he tortures you, hurt you, make you cry in the name of “so-called love”, it’s not a good move. If he treats his family well but not you, it means he doesn’t see you as one among his family. Yes, I have a Husband who is so sure that every woman has to be treated nice. And he, no matter what, says, “Raising hands or talking ill about her is never an icon of being a great man”. There are few things that we have to learn from few men here and there. There are a lot a difference between a “typical” stereotypical guys and a “man” who knows the value of a good woman. He has always taught me not to discourage or carry hatred.
I’m not too great, neither is he.
But we’re perfectly matched. He knows my life, he understood my hardships, and still calls me his best partner. When people judged me bad, he never addressed me as wrong.

Choose a man, not someone who will constantly hit you with words, anger, or mental pressure. Let go if they’re not comfortable with you. Don’t force someone to love you. Never; never do that. If God destined you to be with them, He would have. Love is a thing that should be carried on with mesmerizing happiness from both sides, but not as a burden to each other. Everyone deserves a happy life. Work on your goals and God will direct your steps.

© Yashica Priya