Pallet of Womanhood
From sanguine to sindoor, colours define the life of a woman from birth till death. Wearing red on her pyre or white—these two colours become the identity of an Indian woman soon after sanguine begins to flow out of her body for better or for worse.
From sanguine to sindoor, colours define the life of a woman from birth till death. Wearing red on her pyre or white—these two colours become the identity of an Indian woman soon after sanguine begins to flow out of her body for better or for worse.
From white paleness of cheeks to blush pink, her emotions
are determined even before she feels them. Men may call it charm, but a woman’s
colour depicts her struggle in history. Black or white, brown or red—her race
is a race with historical oppression from yet another colour.
‘Blue is for boys, pink is for girls’ still covers the
nursery linen, and that distinction lasts forever. Pre-natal child sex
discernment is illegal, yet gender institutes their anatomy into tiny boxes,
eager to be ticked into ‘male’ and ‘female’ immediately after birth.
She adorns the khaki green in the battlefield just as well
as she drapes the orange saree, ready to cook the first meal of the day for her
family.
She quenches thirsty bodies of evil by burning her consent
over the hot stove of predatory lust. That’s not her flaw, it’s her strength
which makes her a survivor of her own struggle with herself after a burnt
dignity, sometimes mirrored in an acid-scarred patched face with different hues
of brown.
Walking multi-coloured roads of survival is the struggle of
the everyday life of a woman in both public and private spaces of silent noise.
It’s time to celebrate the colours of everyday life, trace the extraordinary in
the ordinary where a woman stands colour to colour with a man in all fields.
The 21st century pallet of hues is coloured with opportunities, just dip your
brush to make a masterpiece of flawless art!
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