Every woman is different, they say. What they don’t know is, “Every woman is glorious in her own way”.
I woke up early this morning, feeling nervous with my dark circles looking even darker and I had to catch this train from my hometown to delhi. I had this interview in south delhi, I Was scared and not because of interview but because of train. I have a train phobia but can’t deal with it.
My mother was coming with me, she knows how much I hate being in a train. She had packed a lot of stuff, breakfast, lunch, dinner, you know in case. I hate it but can’t deal with it too.
Finally we got in the train, my father dropped us and left, it’s a passenger train and we were in the “ladies compartment”. Train started and my heart beat too, as it was going faster, my heart beat started to run too. I was losing my senses, was shivering, it’s an anxiety.
I was all out of my senses and train stopped at the next station, a lot of ladies came in and started shouting at some gentlemen who were so gentle that they were in the ladies compartment. There were three ladies asking them to leave and then there was a bunch of them, they all stood for each other. I even forgot when train started from this station. Their strength as a team, as a lady, made those men leave the ladies compartment, our compartment.
We are a strength, we are together, we can run the world, we just need to show our “power”.
I started to forget about my anxiety and was so into that place, that compartment. They were talking about the problems they face everyday as a woman, as a lady, like the one they faced before. They were happy they had each other’s back and I felt proud.
Then came a lady vendor and all the ladies who were engaged in the talks including me, I met a girl sitting next to me who had an exam the same day in delhi and was getting married next month and my mother was busy with a lady who works in a school, all of us stopped talking and were concentrated on that vendor. She was selling all the stuff a lady needs, handkerchief, comb, nail paints, lipstick, hair pins and a lot more.
There was so much going in just one compartment, a girl was helping her girlfriend getting ready, some were doing their hair as their stop was about to come, some were helping others to get ready. It was a lot to capture in just few hours.
That day, I felt so good and so confident about being a lady. I felt, I don’t have to feel scary and light, I am a woman, I am strong enough. So what if this world is all about men, we have each other. That ladies compartment taught me so much in just two hours.