Why do I need a blog?

Because I want to.As simple as that...So many things keep popping in my mind everyday.I always try to put them in words and preserve so that I could relive all the happy and sad moments as well. Its always a pleasure when you re-read what you have been through and what you wish from the world. So here it is...My journey as a blogger starts here. I wish I could write more meaningfully and meet people of different opinions. I expect lots of love and encouragement.

Love,

Aswini Ashok

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Searching for a bathroom

Long ago, a "learned" man arguing against women entering Sabarimala asked the most illogical question, if women would enter men's bathroom too? I casually thought, women will, if they HAVE TO. Fast forward to a few years later, I have found myself in a similar situation, not once, but god knows how many times, thanks to my field role in construction that makes me walk into men's restrooms (of course not with men) more times than I could recollect. It is no mystery that project sites in India do not have many women employees to begin with. Yet they all have at least one women's restroom, even if not maintained properly. And it is usually locked since it is seldom used, and to avoid miscreants using it. There is a job site I occasionally visit where I have to collect the bathroom keys from a lone female employee there. To my dismay, she resigned a couple of months later, and I had to request the keys from the HR. He would usually hand it over and tell me to drop it ...

Thoughts while stirring the kesari on my mom's birthday!

One of the best books I have read is “My Father Baliah.” Baliah’s son narrates how his father raised his family through education. It is a simple book on the legacy of a father and the ordinary things our parents do that shape our lives and the people we become. I remember reading the last chapter of the book on my Kindle while on a train. The book ends with Baliah being taken to the grave, and I cried thinking about my mom. I thought to myself that someday I should write a book titled “My Mother Tamilselvi.” The thoughts reappeared when I was cooking kesari on my mom’s birthday. That is the only dish she would consistently prepare for all our birthdays. We used to tease her that she couldn't cook anything else, and she never bothered to prove us wrong. Though I may not be close to writing a book, I thought of writing down the thoughts running through my mind while stirring the kesari. People usually credit mothers for delicious meals, but to be honest, I do not remember any of he...

Mrs. America Settles The Aged Question Of Why It Is Absolutely Normal That Women Fight Each Other, But, Throws New Questions To Today’s Women.

Ever since mankind was born, men were at each other’s throats; invaded territories; indulged in wars that ripped the world into fragments; divided humans based on superficial hierarchies like race, sex, caste, etc.,; did not even spare splitting families over property disputes and others, yet, we never dare to label them as “men being men’s best enemies.” But, one woman talks against a woman, the society goes great lengths to ascertain that women hate each other. As Gloria Steinem says in the recent Disney + Hotstar miniseries, Mrs. America , “They have found the perfect smokescreen to hide their chauvinism-women.” It is true that women need to fight together to uproot patriarchy. But the unfair obligation to always be nice to each other, is yet another unreasonable expectation shoved down our throats. Mrs. America settles this once and for all, of how normal it is for women to dissent. After all, feminism has never been ONE supreme way of achieving equality. There are inroads that ...

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