Rewind And Replay-A New Story For Posterity

ah, they have not changed tracks

the taunts, the jibes, the smirks

the scathing comments, the ugly bickering

-the neighborhood woman’s spiteful words

I shudder, I cringe at the crass cacophony


it reminds me of another woman


hurling those abominable words at fellow women

judging them, berating them for defying traditions

little did I know then the trap patriarchy is


it’s discomfiting, embarrassing to admit the guilt

it’s difficult but I accept my imprudence, my folly.

peeling off the layers of toxicity, bit-by-bit

I aim to get rid of the pernicious misogyny

generations of social conditioning had imbued in me


learning to be empathetic and sensitive,

mindful, aware of the healing power of words

the new woman in me resolves

to write a new book for herself

for her sisters, and the future daughters


a story that posterity wouldn’t be ashamed to hear

when they rewind and replay, the voices should heal.

the path ahead is steep and precarious

falter I may but I will rise and walk again.

Join the march with me, will you?


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Written by Seema Taneja

Formerly a teacher of English language, she is now a full-time blogger, writer, and poet. A bi-lingual writer, she writes on social justice, gender issues, women and child rights, economics, and political affairs, in English and Hindi. She contributes to several platforms like Women's Web, Momspresso, The Anonymous Writer and her write-ups have also been published in The Times Of India. Her stories have been featured in several anthologies. She has won many awards for her writing, including the prestigious Orange Flower Award for Writing with Social Impact in Hindi.

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