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Departure

How absurd it is 

That you should ask me if I’ve forgotten 

The way you made me laugh 

The songs you sang to me

The drizzle of sweet nothings

The rhythm of your heartbeat

The terrain of your face

When all I remember 

Is the way you left 

Ice

I didn’t realise it would turn your heart stone cold

Pieces

We set floor upon floor

And as our buildings grow higher

Our heads get stuck in the clouds

We keep on keeping on – 

Birthing dreams

Expanding our weights

Doubling our money

As our souls quietly rot

Our hearts go hungry 

And our conscience fades

Is the only light left in our generation

The dim glow

Of computer and mobile phone screens?

Ice

All I wished for was to freeze time,

I didn’t realise it would turn your heart stone cold

Today

What was deep within our bones

Now pricks the surface like sweat

Places

I see you;

The laughter, the technicolor
The curves and the captions
All of it beauty
All of it joy
Everything you capture
Do they set you free
Or are you in a silent prison
Like a lion in a zoo
Bathing in the gaze of those on the outside
Feeding off the things they carelessly throw at you

I see you
But I want to know you;

Your thoughts un-edited
Your smile un-filtered
The mysterious spaces beyond the confines of an Instagram grid

Debarati Dutta is #GirlRising

Having an educationhas made me a responsible human being. Over the years with every stage of learning, I have been able to develop my own perspectives in the way I look at the world and have been able to gather strong visions/opinions of how life can be better given the challenges in all the spheres of life. Education has definitely helped me grow as an individual and a professional. It has given me an opportunity to build a career, and thrive for more success and improved living.

My parents...

Rooster

The sun spills out at the cry

Scratching the earth

Making a mark

The ground, a home, a battlefield

And afactory

The sacrifice in hard shells,

then boiled or beaten

All the while, daytimeroiling

Dancing in the sunshine,

Satisfied with the day’s work

Until,the scream is cut in half

With fancy silverware.

As here,feathers lie strewn

The shrill alarm risesfrom elsewhere.

Aswathi Mohan is #Girl Rising

Ever since she was a young girl, her dad always encouraged her to be independent. Back then, she never understood why, when she would have much preferred to count on her daddy at all times.

He always reminded her that he didn’t expect her to be the kind of woman who needed to depend on her father in her earlier years, her husband after her marriage and later on, her son. While it wasn’t that he wouldn’t be around if she needed him, he wanted to raise a woman who was strong, self-sufficient,...

We are #GirlRising

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Latelast year, I read about GirlRising, a wonderful campaign to fuel conversation and raise awareness about educating girls. I immediately applied to be a Regional Ambassador and was selected (YAY!). Sincewe women love to talk, let’s talk about this! Let’s tell our stories and use our gifts of observation and insight and empathy to get people thinking and inspire them into action.

Over the next few weeks, I will post experiences and stories of men and womenwho believe that every girl d...