Jealous

I am jealous of the light that touches your skin,  I am jealous of the wind that strokes your hair. I am jealous of the pillow that you hug while sleeping,  I am jealous of the lipstick that kisses your lips. All being said  I am jealous of the dreams where you are mine. 

Unearthing menstrual wisdom – Why we don’t go to the temple, and other practices

Mythri Speaks

On the second year of the world menstrual hygiene day on May 28th, I write this blog. I write it as I read articles, posters and materials dismissing cultural practices around menstruation, calling them Menstrual Taboos. I write it as I read about organizations deciding for Indian women based on what they think is superstitious beliefs which need to be uprooted. I write, for all the women across India, who follow menstrual rituals and have asked me what these practices signify. I write for the men who have never known what to make of menstrual practices – to support them or to dismiss it. I write because I feel responsible for reviving what has been lost. I write with the learning and the realization that none of these practices were originally meant to suppress women.

Over the last one year, my team has traveled to 8 States across India to…

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