Women: One too Many;Many to One, as One☝️ in Spirit!

Who can be less or more important than YOU—my friend …. Just like “The Dragon Beside Me… .”

There you go —a dragon in redress but a priestess in presence —to be duly addressed!

This is a salute 🫡 to you, and all those —Unsung heroes, who could be the most commonest, the most easiest but, who adorn compassion — to bestow it on the first, expending it selfless and asking not much, as in returning requests. Yes, I am hailing and talking about those who live for others, among us, with us, steering and building our lives ( in one way or another,) as yielders —forwarding cares. This journaling is to rouse cares to keep that cheerfulness and hope to freely flow —outstripping the rest. I am a supporter of womanhood, the same as a man would love to be a man at core. And to that —I say this—“there’s nothing greater than being integral to each other than I too ‘am. Similarly, whether I come to my own self from I to you ( as a women,) or whether it equals to a gift you bring to me as you ( as a woman) , let there be a resonance that goes beyond —to show a lil’ bit of me also exits in you —as in, warmth and concordance. That precisely reflects my spirit while seeking the august company of women who encompass radiant spirit by beholding —“yes I do , in all that they strive for and in all their respective quests. To discuss about one ☝️ would be like injustice done to the rest . So in that regard , I choose to admire every woman ( even those where my eyes cannot reach) who embodies the living proof of —I am that I am — growing, grown or fully outgrown in whatever I behest. Whether it be , the daily bustle of everyday living , or whatever work that comes as her quest; together or all alone— a woman is a force to be reckoned with, in all her conquests. In short, I am moved by the real woman.

Regardless, but ever regardful —I tend towards those woman who don’t hesitate in offsetting simple pleasures of fortitude ,or as what comes alive naturally to them, as they sparkle the same, in you and me, alike as in a zest.That verve and vibe ,like no other, yet just right —to light up a sad face merely by their presence so right.

In that sense , boundlessly abounding no woman is no less than you or me, even if, she isn’t commended over labels of — Who’s Who. I truly believe that each woman is equally perfect without needing to hinge over leagues —to be defined as equal and/or perfect —-as though, hauling down those prospecting journeys, is her only way of seeing herself as some invincible best. Meaning why should a woman need a pace to be recognized or even revered in a certain manner especially when she decides to run 🏃‍♀️ and keep her stand —not exquisitely towards her reachers defining remembrance added to her “being” as some bestest best.

So , picking out one single woman as an exclusive star (amidst an sparkling array) would be a sheer injustice and much so much —pretty divisive on sisterly terms, for me. So I shall say —I am impressed by every woman —new, and old; young and bold. I hold my reverence with right palm facing the left ; a simple gesture with this Namaste 🙏 to attest.

And yes…..

Yea, thee or thine; me or mine, all of us —who come in all shapes and many kinds.

Yes , we women , even those —Exclusively excluded, as the “chosen ones,” as much as in any number of varieties taking many minds . Here’s how I choose to pay respects to womanhood—In particular —my sincere allegiances to grandma’s and great grand nannies all to be lined up (aligned) in this—one cohort as My friends.

Women :

Her presence endows a meaning with a permanence that transcends times. She exudes a warmth as permanent as a testament to patience and compassion. Virtually every aspect of her domestic life finds expression in nurturance and managing the household chores with utmost alacrity , strength and strife. That dazzles me to the core in my life. Laying aside the struggles and tribulations experienced day to day, a woman somehow manages to discharge her responsibilities with due diligence as a mighty might. Taken together, a woman manifests a vivid picture of grace, resourcefulness resilience and foresight . Her composure marks a clarity that is inescapable.

Chronicling through yesteryears, I keep my grandma’s diary 📔 as a gentle reminder and never fail to overlook the influence she brings into my life.

A part of her still remains in me —as life !