There’s no Sunrise…..

There’s no Sunrise…..

There’s no Sunrise,
to Sunset the Beauty
and Smile of a Woman.
There’s no Season,
to Offset the Charm
and Elegance of a Woman.


A Heart that Whispers

A Heart that Whispers

My Heart Whispers,
U are the chosen one meant for Me.
U are the Woman in My Life,
so inch a bit closer to Me.
Let Me make the Journey,
from your Knees to your Hips.
Later savouring your Rosebuds,
with mouth watering Sips.
Thou art a Beautiful Soul,
from Out and Within
and I desire to write My Poems,
all over your Silky Skin.
As My passionate Strokes,
invade your inner Space.
U Moan and Whisper,
taking My Name with Grace

© VishalDutia

Charismatic Angel

Charismatic Angel

Life is a Journey,
that’s Rough and Tough.
When U truly Love your Woman,
Life isn’t long Enough.
So Shower Her with Happiness,
Feelings and Emotions.
She’s your Charismatic Angel,
so hold Her with Devotion.
Wrap Her around U,
with your Warmth and Love.
So Her Face Glows,
Like the Moon from Above.
Your Love must be strong
and U must learn to Share.
Her Heart is only yours,
so U must handle it with Care.

© VishalDutia

Midnight Desires

Midnight Desires

We were chasing Our Desires,
in the Middle of the Night.
On the Waves of the Ocean,
the Moon shown it’s Light.
Her Boat began rocking,
the minute I kissed Her Lap.
My Hands went for a Stroll,
all around Her Map.
It was below Her Waist,
where I lay My Head
and began nurturing Her Spot,
as She lay moaning in Bed.
Early the next Morning,
We touched the Shore.
But My Woman whispered,
that She wanted some More.

© VishalDutia

Unwrapping Her Desires

Unwrapping Her Desires

I was holding Her Hands,
as We walked the Talk.
The Moon in the Sky,
watched Us like a Hawk.
Her natural beauty shone,
all over the Place.
My Woman was draped,
in a German Gown of Lace.
It was on the Silver Beach,
Our Romance got Lit.
Slowly and Steadily,
Our Midnight Passions got Hit.
I Unwrapped Her Desires,
as the Cold Wind kept Blowing.
As She wrapped around My Arms,
My Endless Love kept Flowing.

© VishalDutia

Celebration of Incompleteness

Celebration of Incompleteness

She celebrates her incompleteness
And dances with the music of her broken heart
When her soul sings the song of darkness and chaos
She matches it’s rhythm with her sobbing to create an art
She knows that this world will never be kind to her
Hence, she decorates her wounds with pride
For she can witness the world taking pleasure in her pain
She drinks her tears like she never cried



She was torn,
Broken into pieces.
She pieced herself together,
Turned herself into an art.
A mosaic of disaster,
That made her a beautiful mess.

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Menstral Bleed

Menstral Bleed

To all those envoking.

You are not seemingly,
less than the flies
that above aways of blood enreaching

Your own teachings of laying bleedings
some most entackling the bleeds with other females bleeds
to one yourself for having disrespected with a flatch of blood
and to one with enfeeding out into two different toilet bowls

It’s that your barely human?
For believing the dream of in the cow?

It’s that you have entotal disrespect of your pain with combination of your emotionality

Yeah I know, sometimes it doesn’t hurt that much
but at know,
I have respect

A Womans Voice

A Womans Voice

A Mothers Voice
The first that you hear kisses your tears and soothes your fears

A Lovers Voice
Who’s whispers of entice and perplex your body’s reflex An Awesome Voice That shouts out loud stands up and is proud not lost in the crowd

A Powerful Voice One that rallies and fights without losing sight asserting its rights

A Survivors Voice
Riddled with pain no longer in chains her monsters slain

A Warriors Voice
Strong and controlled without being told breaks free of the mold

All the above
Warm like a glove
And full of love

Happy International Women’s Day!!

A Women

A Women

A women whose life
isn’t surrounded by
a lie anymoret
is worth everything,

A women who masters
the courage to bring
the truth to light,
deserves a man’s



Heart made of glass
my mind of stone –
a soul made of fire
eyes burn alone
raising my voice and
walls of fear
someday i’ll make it
out of here

She Killed Herself

She Killed Herself

She was walking alone on the dark street,

Unaware of the monsters who were chasing after her,

When she noticed them, it was too late,

They grabbed her,

She was begging for help but they were unmoved,

No one was there to help and save her from those beasts, 

Somehow she managed to free herself,

She knew that she can’t save herself from their evil intentions, as they were more in number,

They tried to seize her again, threatening her with knife, 

She grabbed that knife, And

Killed herself to protect her dignity,

Leaving behind some questions for society.

A fight of purity by woman

A fight of purity by woman

Hey guys!!!
How will you feel,
If you are stopped from entering in kitchen for next five days???
What will you do,
If you are ordered to sleep on mat leaving your comfortable bed for next five days???
Will you not have a fight, if they stop you from entering in a temple saying you are impure for next five days???
How will you feel if you have two big fights every month,
The fight with bleeding pain,
& the fight with society…
I can easily defy the pain,
But tell me how to fight with this society,
How to answer this question on my purity???????
Cause if this is impurity,
Then the one who made these rules is himself impure!!!
& you all are also impure!!!
If it’s impure then God is also impure!!!



Body is a temple
Bleeding is divine
Womanhood is spiritual
In ways that an intolerant devotee like you cannot understand
So when you barr me from entering Sabarimala
Remember that you can’t stop a goddess
Saraswati is wise but her rage is wild and merciless
Lakshmi will create earthquakes that will devastate
Durga will pierce your heart with her spear
Parvathi will leave her abode and run into the streets
Kali will destroy you in unimaginable ways
They reside within us
We will cut our feet on your shattered glass
We will shout till our voices become hoarse
An army of neglected women will create a tsunami
Till you’re on your back, crying
Till you give up your apparent ‘religion-saving’
Helpless, wailing
And bleeding
The Supreme Court of India ruled that not allowing women in their “menstruating years” into the Sabarimala temple is against the constitution, and all women should be allowed to enter the temple. This was met with a lot of opposition from the conservatives and the entry of women into the temple was blocked by protestors.

The Supreme Court of India ruled that not allowing women in their “menstruating years” into the Sabarimala temple is against the constitution, and all women should be allowed to enter the temple. This was met with a lot of opposition from the conservatives and the entry of women into the temple was blocked by protestors.
I’m a Woman #Poetry

I’m a Woman #Poetry

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I’m a Woman
Not your toy
I was not born to do service to your boy.
I’m a Woman
Both strong and sensitive
I’m not weak, that’s just your perspective.
I’m a Woman
Not a puppet
Don’t try to rule my life with your trumpet.
I’m a Woman
I bring life
Without me your son won’t have a wife.
I’m a Woman
Not an object
Don’t try to use me or treat me like a subject.
I am Woman
I like to dress
I was not born for you to undress.
I’m a Woman
Not a ball
If you kick me down, I will stand up tall.
I’m a Woman
Born to be a leader and a boss
I can lead your clan or bring it to a loss.
I’m a Woman
Not a trophy
I am not yours so don’t act like you own me;
Don’t ask for money and try to get me.
I’m a Woman
A woman more than that;
I can be a mother, a sister, a daughter, a wife.
I take all these rolls, I’m like a dice.
Remember me? I created you and gave life.
All I ask from you is to try and nice.

Womans are not Beautiful (Negativism)

Womans are not Beautiful (Negativism)

It’s foolish to say
some women are
really beautiful…
Actually this small number
differ from majority of women
they should be called
Ugly……. Not beautiful

(Negativism Rocks)


Silence is Golden #Musings

Silence is Golden #Musings

Silent Lioness 

Holds the Power

To Creeps the Shit out of

100 Barking Dogs.

(P.s. Don’t underestimate her Silence into weakness,there is something About A Woman with a Loud Mind that sits in silence, smiling knowing she can crush you with the truth.)





He is a quiet man,
but sure can move on dance floor.

He’s a simple man,
but is filled with grand wisdom.

He be a shy man,
so don’t ask him to sing to a crowd.

He’s a big talker not,
but his actions speak louder than words.

She is a quiet woman,
who appreciates simple things in life.

She’s a simple woman,
brought up the old fashioned way.

She be ashy woman,
preferring to stay at home rather than party.

She’s not big talker,
but when she speaks people listen.

He is a quiet man,
but ***** in bed.

He’s a simple man,
who loves nature walks.

He be a shy man,
so plan no surprise party.

He’s no big talker,
but sure can write a grand ditty.

HE believes in fairytales of love
SHE believes fairy tales of love
THEY are living happily ever after.

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RAPE Knew Her Name Well. #nirbhayabetrayed

RAPE Knew Her Name Well. #nirbhayabetrayed

She’s a victim of
she has been raped
more times than
you’ve ever brushed
your teeth in a year,
she’s damaged,
the cold nights
froze her pain,
but then the sun
came in the morning
and the cold disappeared,
she didn’t know where to go
or who to run to,
so she stupidly ran to
but you took advantage
of her innocence too.

Women Are Beautiful #Poetry

Women Are Beautiful #Poetry

Women Are Beautiful, Size And
They laughed at her
size, you could ve been
the change, the twist in the
story but at the end of the
day you laughed along with
those fools, maybe your mama
didn’t taught you how to
respect a woman’s body,
instead of judging her size
add a little flavor to your words,
throw a little spice,
spray some honey, drip a little milk
and tell her how much her size
rocks, let her know that her beauty
shines along with
that perfect size.

Basically life is PORNOGRAPHY #Poetry

Basically life is PORNOGRAPHY #Poetry

Virginity is like a balloon. Once you prick and it’s gone for ever.

Sex is like a pack of chips, Once you start. You can’t stop.

An exam paper is like a Dick, When it’s hard, people get fucked.

Education is like hiring a prostitute, it needs both your money and your hardwork.

Success is like masturbating, only your own hand can let you achieve it.

Life without friends is like Boobs without nipples. It’s pointless.

Fuck a woman and she loves you. When you love a woman, she fucks you.

MBBS final exam question paper: Fill in the blanks. If a woman faints, we must first check her pu_s_.
Only few students who wrote: ‘Pulse’ passed.

The saddest part of a man’s body is his Balls. They are sentenced to hang till death.

Boy: How much calcium is there in women’s breasts?
Girl: It’s enough to help a man’s boneless thing stand up.

Give an example of total business failure due to negligence. A pregnant prostitute.

If “necessity is the mother of invention”, then frustration is the father of masturbation.

If your boss says: “Nothing is impossible”, ask him to wear condom after sex.

So, basically life is PORNOGRAPHY


To Justify #Poetry

It’s what I wanted,
What I always wanted.
(That’s what I keep telling myself;
repeating it.

But now I don’t think,
that I want it anymore.
I think.
It’s scary, and it’s
difficult, and it’s
Full of Meaning.
I do still want
And this makes it easier.

To Justify.

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Image Credits : Jayshree Solanki
Inspired By : Jayshree Solanki

Behind … #Poetry

Behind the courage
We hide our fears
Below the laughter
Are hidden tears
Beneath the skin
we hide our souls
Behind the faces
we are acting roles
Inside every gentleman
there lies a beast
Behind the calmness
there is passion unleashed
Behind the robes
priests hide their desires
Beneath the smiles
We hide our fires
Behind the makeup
Women hide the man inside
Underneath the beard
Men hide what’s feminine
Underneath our love
There is envy hidden
Beyond the showcase
There are things forbidden

©2018. VishalDutia. All Rights Reserved.


At some point,
you will be seemed like crying
Even when your lips feel like smiling
Your genuine self’s will be gone
As he will leave you for one more woman.

Iiissshhhhh!! Take It As Negativism I Have A Lot In Me.. Eeehhhhhh.. Factitious..!!

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A strong woman #Poetry

A strong woman isn’t born in silk sheets
But clobbered with thick and hard stones.
She isn’t guided by angels
But is getting revenge on her Demons.
A strong woman is not born in silk sheets.


Need For Change In Our Society #Poetry


In the cold of this morning, there is some shudder with some chills,

There are also stinging questions on the heart.


Will this jumble continue in our hearts?

How long will this disrespect of his beloved daughters be saved?


Sometimes we have to show courage, we have to increase our hand,

Sometimes these tyrants will have to learn a lesson.


Some people were performing candles yesterday,

Strong voice I was passionate about his slogan, heart;


Many leaders gave speeches and went away,

The poor father of that bitia, I took a picture of my daughter;

His eyes also kept feeling embarrassed with some of the treasures.


Why do not we hear that daughters daughters,

The last hesitation of the hospital that I tried to live


Is the water of our eyes so dead,

That today our daughters have been promoting their responsibility to protect their identity.


This country, which forgives even my enemies,

Why fearless can not live with Our daughters


Where did the brother put his defense thread on his wrist,

Their sisters promised to protect and play defense.


God has also said that tolerating injustice is also wrong,

So do not blame yourself on these crimes, Im not a crime myself.


Today is the time, we have to change our thinking,

The whole destiny of your society will be changed.


Today we all have to make this resolve,

Durga, the country that worshiped Lakshmi, I have to end the Bhasmasur.


She will have to give her the lost honor of the woman,

Changing thinking, changing itself, will have to change society;


It has to be said that if you go to life, but our country, I will no longer be fearless,

The spheres of any woman will no longer be muddy.



SPEAK UP! For The Sake of Womanhood. #RealStory

What This Girl Did To Her Molester On The Delhi Metro Is Something Every Girl Should Learn From.



We often hear about eve teasing, but what makes this story different is the immense courage shown by this girl who refuses to be called a victim. Thanks to Meghas brave act, her molester is behind bars! This is a shout out for all those who have faced similar incidents being silent is not the answer. Speak up and save others from going through the same. We are sure that this molester from the Delhi metro will think a hundred times before doing something similar again.

It was a Saturday afternoon I had lunch with a friend in Gurgaon before I decided to head home. The metro, for those who do not take it or do not belong to Delhi, can get crowded and air tight to an extent that the Tupperware guys could take inspiration from. I luckily managed to find a seat till Rajiv Chowk metro station (Connaught Place) where I had to change my train. The doors opened. By the way, I was in a regular and not the womens only coach why is this little detail important for this post? Well the answer lies ahead.

So where were we? Yes, the doors opened and people began to flood in. I tried to push and nudge my way out but with no luck. With a huge sigh I decided to get off at the next station New Delhi. As I positioned myself close to the exit door, I felt a sense of unease run through my body, like someone has pierced their gaze on me or someone is watching me. Suddenly I felt something touch me from behind. With half my mind on trying to get off at the next station, I turned thinking it was someones bag or hand touching me repeatedly. I turned to see a man in a white kurta (long shirt) staring right at me and he had no baggage with him.

In fact, both his hands were clenching the railing next to him. But if both his hands were up there, what was it that I got my answer as soon as I lowered my sight. There beneath that long shirt I could clearly see that this man was UNZIPPED. I felt the blood rush to my head, boiling and fuming, and fury ran through every nerve in my body.

Within that fraction of a second every single eve teasing incident and every darn face of those guys who had the guts to molest someone I knew, flashed in my mind. Before I knew it, my voice escaped my lungs and there I was, screaming at the man who had dared to mess with me.

KYA problem hai? (What is your problem?)

Kya samjh rakha hai saale? (What the hell do you think?)

Himmat kaise huyi teri? (How dare you?)

These were some of the things I uttered looking right into his eyes. He was startled and started blabbering that he is sorry and insisted that it was his hand that touched me by mistake. Your HAND that comes out from your pants? How the hell was your zip open? I was screaming in a coach full of men and women. Did anyone come forward to help or even displayed basic courtesy to ask me what was wrong? The answer was a big, unsurprising NO. I turned and spotted two men, in fact, smirking at me. Their silence tried my patience and all hell broke loose.

I held that (namesake) mans collar and dragged him out of the train. He was on a loop mode It was my hand, it was a crowded train. The moment we set foot at the platform he managed to escape. I ran, with all the strength and courage in me. I ran after him making as much noise as I could. A few saw (the tamasha), others gasped, while one man in uniform began to chase him. I went towards the other side and we managed to get hold of him. I yelled again :How dare you? How did you dare to touch me? People like you make Delhi a nightmare for girls! You make us question every time before we step a foot outside. HOW DARE YOU?

People watched the guards dragging a man to the control room and a girl screaming at him. They only watched.

As we took him to the control room, he told the police that I was mistaken, it was his hand that touched me by mistake and it could happen to anyone because it was a crowded train. Ask her it was my hand, he said. 15 guards, all men, turned towards me as he tried to shame me. But if he had the guts to do it, I had the spine to say it.

You see, anger brings out the strength you never thought you had in you. But in my case, anger brought out a language I never thought I could use! I was outright and I had all the right to be Lift up that kurta and you will know exactly what touched me. There. I said it out loud and clear. The guards felt outraged and charged at him. Within seconds he begged for an apology, and suddenly, the hand in question transformed into a part of his body he wished he never had.

Why would this girl lie? After all she is taking the blame on herself, said the police officer to the criminal in front of me. He committed the crime, I raised my voice and yet somehow the shame was on me! That statement reflected the thought process of our society. In fact, it said much more. I argued with the officer and told the man in question that I have lost nothing in this entire episode, and in fact, I will make him pay for this. He immediately begged with an apology and I, instead, insisted on filing an FIR. After a few calls, five friends of mine reached the station to back me up. They were equally angered and showed no mercy.

We moved to Kashmere Gate police station and I slapped a sexual molestation case against him. He was arrested and put behind bars immediately. I decided to not let this one go and appeared at the court on Monday to record my statement in front of the magistrate. Meanwhile, this man has been moved to Tihar jail and will spend his time behind bars until he gets bail.

You see, there are several measures being taken to make our public spots and transport safe. Someone asked me as to why I did not take the womens only coach? But honestly, thats not a solution. These reservations in fact paint the idea that it is not ok or safe for women to be in public spaces. Its debatable, I know, but are reservations really improving the situation? Then what would?

I think the answer lies within us. Unless women put forward that is not okay for someone to touch us and get away with it, nothing will change.

I could just bite the bullet and accept that I was eve teased or molested. Or I can raise my voice and instil fear in the criminal instead of victimising myself. If this man has the guts to unzip in a metro full of people, he probably started off by doing something less offensive to another girl. Her silence was his encouragement. Remember, every time you choose to ignore or walk away, you put someone else in danger.

So I urge women to respect their body and know that its okay for you to say that someone touched you without your consent and you have to muster the courage to reach out to the police. I insist. Please, for the sake of womanhood SPEAK UP!



Prostitute #Poetry

Giving joy, getting joy, never coy,
Often pretty, always called a toy,
She sells all that there is to deploy.
And there is she who is demure;
A teacher whose job is secure.
Some say that all teachers are pure.
And there is he who is a professor;
He is his fathers successor;
Just like his fathers predecessor.
The first one we call a whore;
She prostitutes her body more and more;
But the other ones we adore.
The professor prostitutes his knowledge.
He also sells his precious time.
And the teacher too makes the same pledge;
Especially while she is in her prime.
We all prostitute something every day;
Yet only the first ones a prostitute; yay!

Some say that a woman that trades her body for money is a whore, if that is the case, then a woman that trades her body for flattery and kind words is just a whore that is not paid very well.

Carl R White



A Desire in the Bangles #Poetry

A desire is in the girl’s bangles:
first they will break on his bed
then on the threshold of his house.
But why on the threshold?
Because in the girl there is a woman
mourning — who is not yet
a widow
but a widow to be.
The girl’s fear throbs in her veins
as far as her bangles
The girl’s desire throbs in them
The girl’s mourning throbs in them
Where is the girl’s man
for whom mourning runs in her veins
for whom desire is in her bangles?
Her man is caught
in some other body
some other dream
sorrow, other tears
His every sorrow, dream, tear
is beyond the reach of the mourning girl…
But the girl is only a girl
in her is that primal innocence,
madness, death,
whose punishment
she will give to that man
one day
when she will break her bangles…



I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible. #Quotes

​I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.


Oh there once was a woman… #Poetry

Oh there once was a woman
and she kept a shop
selling trinkets to tourists
not far from a dock
who came to see what life could be
far back on the island.

And it was always a party there
always different but very nice
New friends to give you advice
or fall in love with you which is nice
and each grew so perfectly from the other
it was a marvel of poetry
and irony

And in this unsafe quarter
much was scary and dirty
but no one seemed to mind
very much
the parties went on from house to house
There were friends and lovers galore
all around the store
There was moonshine in winter
and starshine in summer
and everybody was happy to have discovered
what they discovered

And then one day the ship sailed away
There were no more dreamers just sleepers
in heavy attitudes on the dock
moving as if they knew how
among the trinkets and the souvenirs
the random shops of modern furniture
and a gale came and said
it is time to take all of you away
from the tops of the trees to the little houses
on little paths so startled

And when it became time to go
they none of them would leave without the other
for they said we are all one here
and if one of us goes the other will not go
and the wind whispered it to the stars
the people all got up to go
and looked back on love


Powerful Quotes from 10 Extraordinary Women Activists

There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that educating and empowering women and girls brings about positive change in this world.

Gender equality is directly linked to improvements in socioeconomic health for entire communities, and is vital for sustainable development.

It is a fundamental, inviolable human right.

It is the key to peace and prosperity for all.

Societal and cultural norms should no longer be an excuse. It’s time to strive for complete and irrevocable equality.

It’s time to change the world for the better, like these extraordinary women did.


  1. Malala Yousafzai

Malala Yousafzai is a Pakistani human rights activist, advocating for the right for women and girls to be educated. She gained international awareness of her campaign by blogging for the BBC Urdu. She survived a Taliban assassination attempt, and continues to be a prominent education activist. In 2014 she was co-recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize becoming the youngest Nobel laureate.


  1. Rebecca Lolosoli

Rebecca Lolosoli is the founder of Umoja, a village in Kenya built as a refuge for women fleeing sexual abuse, and no men are allowed. A survivor of sexual and physical violence, Lolosoli was recovering in hospital from a beating when she thought of the idea.


  1. Aung San Suu Kyi

Aung San Suu Kyi is a political activist and co-founder of the National League for Democracy (NLD) in Myanmar (Burma). Her struggle for fair and transparent elections has been a long and drawn out one, spending up to 15 years under house arrest for opposing the oppressive military rule. In 2015, the NLD was elected into government and Suu Kyi named State Counsellor.


  1. Leymah Gbowee

Leymah Gbowee is a Liberian peace activist who led the women’s peace movement, which was pivotal in ending the Second Liberian Civil War in 2003. She won the Nobel Peace Prize in 2011.


  1. Eunice Kennedy Shriver

Eunice Kennedy Shriver was a staunch advocate for people with disabilities, and founder of the Special Olympics. She showed the world that despite physical or mental barriers, the human spirit is powerful.


  1. Rosa Parks

Rosa Parks helped spark the American civil rights movement through a simple act of passive resistance. She refused to give up her seat on a bus for a white person and was subsequently arrested. Her arrest, trial, and related acts of civil disobedience were widely publicised and pivotal in successfully challenging laws of inequality.


  1. Mother Teresa

Mother Teresa was an Albanian-Indian Roman Catholic nun who founded the Missionaries of Charity, which offered free services to “the poorest of the poor”, orphans, and those with stigmatised diseases. She won the Novel Peace Prize in 1979.


  1. Ayaan Hirsi Ali

Ayaan Hirsi Ali is a Somali-born Dutch-American activist and strong defender of women’s rights and free speech. She actively opposes honour violence, child marriage, and female genital mutilation.
9. Susan B. Anthony

Susan B. Anthony was an American social and women’s rights activist in the 19th century. She was pivotal in the women’s suffrage and anti-slavery movements.


  1. Kishida Toshiko

Kishida Toshiko was one of the first Japanese feminists, famous for her 1883 speech – “Daughters in Boxes”. This speech spoke out about the social restrictions on young girls in Japan, and helped ignite the women’s movement.

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#TripleTalaqOver In India. Historic Day For Muslim Women In India. Hip Hip Hurray!!

These Is The Proud Moment For India And Muslims Suffering From Halala And Nonsensical Laws Which Betrayed Womens Life. Hip Hip Hurray!! Very Happy.


I think self-awareness is probably the most important thing toward being a champion. — Billie Jean King

I think self-awareness is probably the most important thing toward being a champion. — Billie Jean King


Inspiring Quotes From Strong Women We Love #Quotes

The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud. — Coco Chanel
> Stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone ought to be. — Elizabeth Gilbert
> Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. The fearful are caught as often as the bold. — Helen Keller

> I know for sure that what we dwell on is what we become. — Oprah Winfrey
> If you’re not making mistakes, then you’re not making decisions. — Catherine Cook
> I have learned over the years that when one’s mind is made up, this diminishes fear; knowing what must be done does away with fear. — Rosa Parks
> Do you really want to look back on your life and see how wonderful it could have been had you not been afraid to live in? — Caroline Myss

> It’s not your job to like me, it’s mine. — Byron Katie
> Aging is> It needs to be said and heard: it’s OK to be who you are. –Hailee Steinfeld

> A woman is the full circle. Within her is the ability to create, nurture, and transform. — Diane Mariechild
>The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any. — Alice Walker
> Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities.

> Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning. — Gloria Steinem

> Just don’t give up trying to do what you really want to do.

> I think the girl who is able to earn her own living and pay her own way should be as happy as anybody on Earth. The sense of independence and security is very sweet. — Susan B. Anthony




It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but even more to stand up to your friends. — J.K. Rowling

It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but even more to stand up to your friends. — J.K. Rowling


Everyone has inside of her a piece of good news. The good news is that you don’t know how great you can be, how much you can love, what you can accomplish, and what your potential is. — Anne Frank

Everyone has inside of her a piece of good news. The good news is that you don’t know how great you can be, how much you can love, what you can accomplish, and what your potential is. — Anne Frank


The first problem for all of us, men and women, is not to learn, but to unlearn. — Gloria Steinem

The first problem for all of us, men and women, is not to learn, but to unlearn. — Gloria Steinem


In politics, if you want anything said, ask a man; if you want anything done, ask a woman. — Margaret Thatcher

In politics, if you want anything said, ask a man; if you want anything done, ask a woman. — Margaret Thatcher


Never limit yourself because of others’ limited imagination; never limit others because of your own limited imagination. — Mae Jemison

Never limit yourself because of others’ limited imagination; never limit others because of your own limited imagination. — Mae Jemison


I’ll be honest with you. I’m a little bit of a loner. It’s been a big part of my maturing process to learn to allow people to support me. I tend to be very self-reliant and private. And I have this history of wanting to work things out on my own and protect people from what’s going on with me. — Kerry Washington

I’ll be honest with you. I’m a little bit of a loner. It’s been a big part of my maturing process to learn to allow people to support me. I tend to be very self-reliant and private. And I have this history of wanting to work things out on my own and protect people from what’s going on with me. — Kerry Washington