Today marks International Women’s Day, a global celebration honoring the rights and accomplishments of women worldwide. Observed annually on March 8th for nearly a century, this day holds significance in recognizing the strides made by women. Let’s delve into the origins and significance of this special day.
The Origins of International Women’s Day
International Women’s Day also referred to as Women’s Day, traces its roots back to the early 20th century amid burgeoning women’s movements in Europe and the United States. The credit for initiating Women’s Day celebrations goes to activist women in Europe and America. Approximately 116 years ago, in 1908, thousands of women in New York City marched to advocate for reduced working hours, fair wages, and suffrage rights.
The Significance of March 8th
International Women’s Day is globally commemorated on March 8th, a date that holds historical significance. It was on this day that American women began their struggle for rights. Subsequently, the Socialist Party designated March 8th as Women’s Day. Over time, women in Europe also organized rallies on this date. In 1975, the United Nations officially recognized March 8th as International Women’s Day, solidifying its status as a day of global observance.
These few lines can freshen your mood, read them
Actually women are home,
A glow radiates from within them
And the walls of the house start shining.
The fragrance of many fragrances creeps into the soul through the winds,
Which includes kitchen spices and
Their lamps and puja incense sticks are also included.
This is how I have seen women being at home
like breathing in the body
Like I see honey in the box.
She used to carry out all the work till late night without any worry,
These women are not only life but also a way of life.
In childhood, whenever mother left home for some work, to the market or
She used to go to a relative’s place,
So my own house seemed alien.
Everything seemed very unknown and far away.
In the absence of mother, mother’s clothes hung on ropes,
I don’t know why I look like a corpse and
When mother wore them, even the clothes came alive.
I have also seen those houses in which there is not even a single woman in their houses.
The condition of those houses was such as if some curse was hovering inside.
Everything is there in their house but there is sadness over it.
Neither does the fragrance come from those houses
Nor is there a lake-like shine on the floor.
Who knows what all these women harbor within themselves?
That everything shines with their touch,
I often look at his palms,
Has God given them any boon like Paras?
I feel when women are around
That I am living in a house and not in a house.
I am not alive but I am living