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6 Reasons to Celebrate Menstruation

Women! If you HAVE to HAVE it, why not CELEBRATE it?

What you feel is a curse is really a priceless boon!

 While doing justice to her varied roles and proving worth of equality, a woman every month is attacked by a pseudo-phantom for 5-7 days! They commonly name it menses/period/menstruation.

The moment this phantom attacks, the woman undergoes pitiful changes that she cannot hide nor express. I’ll be honest. The pain is terrible and it does affect! However, come to think of it, the stress usually persists because she treats menstruation as her foe.

The day she starts appreciating the benefits of menstruation, all her stress will vanish off…

Trina Read, author of Till Sex Do Us Part: Make Your Married Sex Irresistible says, “I’d always considered my period a nuisance. When I was pregnant and later breastfeeding, it was a relief not to get it. But after I had Andrew, I began missing it! It felt like a part of me went missing…and I was shocked by how happy I was to get my period back.”

Happy to get period back! Really???

Most women would either burst out laughing or make unconvinced faces reading this.

But, it’s true! Keep reading to know why and how…


The Very First Period!

Known as menarche! It heralds the power of the reproductive cycle, empowering a young woman with the “option” to someday carry a child. Many cultures celebrate this event as a sacred phase. The period is the shedding off of the uterine coating, the starting point of the cycle of hormones that is accountable for fertility.

Women live longer than men – this is how!

Who wouldn’t like to have a magic for slowing down the aging process. According to Dr. Thomas Perls, a leading U.S. longevity expert, women age slower than men because menses causes loss of iron. Losing iron through blood can elongate lifespan.

Health Indicator and a Natural Cleanser

Menstrual blood provides priceless information about the well-being of the woman depending on its colour, odour and texture. In case a woman develops illness, menstrual blood offers early signs in order to prevent the same. Menstruation was customarily believed to be the body’s natural cleanser going back to the time of Hippocrates, according to David P. Barash in the book, “How Women Got Their Curves and Other Just-So Stories.” Unfortunately, many societies believe menstruation is a signal of uncleanliness or illness in women, some believe the purpose is to remove impurities in the body, and according to MacArthur Foundation “genius” award winner Margie Profet, is the female reproductive system’s way of defending against pathogens transported by sperm.

Enhanced libido, a better life in the bedroom

While a woman menstruates, increased level of testosterone enhances libido, which makes sex better for some women. One can consider this a priceless benefit of getting periods J Dr Booth says that  there is no reason not to have sex while on your period, but, contrary to popular belief, pregnancy can happen if there is no contraception, because sperm can live for several days and fertilize the developing egg.”

If your periods are regular periods, you would better know your hormones!

As long as you’re not pregnant, nursing or in menopause, regular periods are the best sign of hormone balance. Mother Nature has made our body in a certain way and would love if it works in a certain way. A little bit of disturbance causes trouble. “While most women associate premenstrual syndrome or PMS with their hormones, it’s actually the absence of hormones during this period (a few days before menstruation) that leaves them feeling less than ideal,” says Dr Booth.

The Rejuvenation Period!

The menstruation is a time to get in contact with your inner spiritual self because a new cycle of hormones begins again. It is the ideal period to take care of nutrition, meditation, exercise and even skin.

Despite the fear of pain, embarrassment and negativity, most young women eagerly look forward to the start of their periods. Today’s women know that her flow of blood heralds the unbelievable potential that is uniquely feminine; a wonderful gift that should be celebrated.

So, fully understand the purpose and the promise that the female cycle brings. Next time when you get your periods, think twice before cursing the phase J

Be proud! You are a WOMAN!

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Painting Poetry



In the hustle-bustle of life,

Treading alone on deserted street

Out of the blue, I see hazy reflections

Engulfing figures, though incomplete

 Every motion around me comes to a standstill

Only me and my thoughts flowing

On the veneer of emotions

I splash the pigments of visuals glowing

 Crayon moves rapidly, sketching

Contours of my imagination

In the form of a musical structure

I paint the words of incarnation

 I paint them in black and white

And all the colors of rainbow

In the words of hatred and affection

And all those emotions hidden below

 Personifying those abstract relations

In the symphony of a finished melodic art

I see the scripted colorful painting of thee

Manifesting my expressions of heart

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Give me a break… I am PMS ing!


I may slap you, curse you, smack you

Don’t get too serious, its monthly fun

I am PMS ing and my trauma is true

Be my gentleman and Pass My Shotgun

I may hate your friends and knock them down

Be any handsome man or cute chick

Don’t get them here when I am around

I am PMS ing, People Make me Sick

I may laugh out loud at your silly jokes

And the very next moment won’t find them funny

That catastrophic emotional trauma pokes

I am PMS ing, its Psychotic Mood Shift honey

Every month, within me I sense this ruinous storm

It’s not me honey, this phantom is Premenstrual Syndrome

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In the Eyes of the Beholder


For he/she who knows; has seen,

Beyond the vision of faux beams

Radiant, candid as the beauty keen

In the eyes of beholder’s dreams

‘Beauty’ conceived physical

Shows signs of mortality

Inner beauty seems biblical

Survives the soul of eternity

 For the mother’s exposed breasts

To feed her breast-feeding child

For when Blessed Teresa smiled at the rest

Thousand restless hearts she beguiled

 For when an ugly charmed a charmer

Love beheld the eyes of heart

Hath the beast not turned warmer

Lore of beauty and the beast would fall apart

 For the perceptions differ

Of thee and me

I may defy, thou may prefer

The essence of beauty

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A Dark Fantasy

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Image Courtesy: dark fairytales

I’m on a planet with a golden kiss

It shimmers with glory, such bliss!

 As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land

Peep in, I’m afraid, I cannot stand!

In darkness, I see a bright glowing tower

Inside, a plethora of so called ‘man’ power

Zoom in; I see ‘beast’ kind disguised as ‘man’ kind

Alas! Not a single kind beast could I find

I hear roars of uncivilized beings

And moans of so-called weaklings

I see a trail of emotional turmoil

Those 7 deadly sins wrapped in a dazzling foil

Gifted to humanity, his power, his grey matter

It separates humans from animals and allows us to shatter

The once created planet with a golden kiss

Will it ever show the signs of holy bliss?

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My First Cig Puff!

crushed but smoking cigarette
‘Cigarette Smoking Is Injurious to Health’

Holding that slender stick in between two fingers

Stance of an emperor of a classy empire

The curvy wavy smoke in air lingers

One cig in hand smartens your attire

I remember my first cig puff,

How I held its butt between my lips

An air of curiosity travelled down my core

As a friend lighted for me its tip

The lit cigarette brightened my ecstasy

And with pride I took my first puff

Smoke dint seem finding space inside

And I burst out, it made me cough

That challenged me to attempt once again

This time I felt my smoke-filled chest

I was gagged, hooked for a moment

It was kind of a head rush… at its best!

That whiff of smoke changed everything

Nothing seemed at its best without one puff

Did it taste that good? Hell No!

Then why doesn’t puff after puff seem enough?

Soon my hands, mouth, clothes smelled the same

Seasons didn’t matter, time did no harm

Every time I rushed to a clandestine zone

The moment I received ‘quench the flame’ alarm!

I am not bad, don’t hate me

It’s a compelling force, I can’t shun away

This addiction should only not invite my grave

Be my honest well-wisher, for me pray!