An Honest Confession

Yes I accept, I get rude sometimes,

Not because it is part of my nature,

The only reason is the fear of failure,

We had promised to rise together, not fall.

 

Yes, I accept that I am escaping from you,

Yet want to get back to you because of same reason,

I am afraid of losing myself,

We had promised to rise together, not fall.

 

Yes, I accept that you have all the qualities,

Which is magical and fascinating.

I wonder how can a person be so similar to me,

But we promised to rise together, not fall.

 

Yes, I accept, you and I can create miracle,

It could be possible from a distance as well,

We can be each other’s support system and guiding star,

As we had promised to rise together, not fall.

Headscarf, my freedom of choice

I am a woman of substance,

Let me choose the way I want to be,

I refuse your empowering over me,

I am educated and earn enough for me.

I am no more a puppet in the hands of society,

What I want to wear, let it decide to me,

I can belong to any culture or society,

I am struggling for my rights, globally.

I can be a nun by choice wearing a veil or kamilavka,

I can refuse all the pleasures and temptations, 

I can surrender to God, my femininity and sexuality,

I feel proud of the kinship of my religion Christianity.

I can wear a ghoonghat a head-covering or headscarf,

From the Indian subcontinent, Hindu, Jain, and Sikh by faith,

I will cover my head, and often my body or faces,

This is the way I show my deep-rooted culture and faith.

I am a Muslim woman wearing a hijab,

It is my religious act to depict submission to Almighty, 

It’s my clothing and it is my chosen identity,

It allows me to retain my morals and modesty.

I am a valiant woman it is my human right,

No matter which religion I belong to,

I will fight for my existence and liberating,

I want to live with morals and freedom of choice.