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MY PERIOD TALE

The Dreaded Topic : When I saw the topic, I was actually like - Eew...Do I really have to write about this, what will my readers think, why am I trying to write about my periods, is there a dearth of topics in this world that I now want people to read about my private stuff, afterall, is it even a topic to discuss openly? Well, I'll be honest, there's a certain hesitation when the topic does come up. Its not as if I've never written on it, I did, several times infact, yet, the hesitation, the unease does creep up from time to time. After all, its not that easy is it to shrug away what or how we've been brought up...the traditions the taboos et all that we've been taught since young. Nonetheless, the internet, over the period of time, has indeed played a vital role in opening up the mind a-bit atleast, especially, when we come across other people having gone through exactly what we have. The more we read about their experiences, more sillier such taboos or apprehensions seem. And that's why, here I am trying to write on the topic again, to make others as well as myself, lot more easier and accepting towards this glorious gift we women have been gifted with.

The First Discovery : When I was young, I of course, didn't treat 'period' as a gift at all. For me, it was more like a curse. I hated it. The discomfort, the pain, the fear of unwanted-stains, the prohibitions...it was all too much to bear for a tiny teenager like me. I remember, when I first had it, I didn't even know what the hell it was. I saw blood, and I panicked. I tried to check everywhere if I hurt myself. I was really clueless as to where the blood was coming from, with no visible sign of injury, and yes, it was in my panty - so, it felt more weirder. Being somewhat detective-minded ( heavily inspired by the Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys/FamousFives ), I tried to solve 'The Mystery of the Mysterious Blood-flow' myself, unsuccessfully though. On the third day, convinced I must have contracted something really deadly or must be dying slowly, I went hesitantly to my mother. With tears flowing down my cheeks, I was like...'Mum..I don't know, what is happening. Blood is coming out of nowhere, everyday, help me. Am I going to die?' My mother immediately realised what was going on, and soon, my whole life changed. But I still didn't know why we had the damned thing in the first place, even though, I was made to follow all those monthly rituals/prohibitions ( viz don't wash hair first 3 days, don't eat sour/tangy stuff eg pickles, lemon etc, don't touch anything religious or anyone too, don't go out to play, PHEW! ).

The Marriage : We had a ritual after my first period, that I really found funny. When my elder sister had it, four years before, I actually enjoyed it not understanding a thing, being curious and eager too if I'd have it as well. It was marriage to a banana-tree. Sounds funny, hah, but that was what exactly happened. So, those period days ( my first ), I wasn't even allowed to appear before any male members of the family. On the last day, I was made to bath ( with my mother/sister and other females of the family putting haldi on me ), wear new clothes ( like a bride ) - because, it was my marriage day! Not to a boy, though, but to a banana-tree instead. The priest came, uttered many mantras and made me follow various rituals, put sindoor too ( on behalf of the banana-tree :o ) and finally, I was declared married to the banana-tree, because, I was grown-up now. Later, guest & relatives came and showered me with gifts and I enjoyed that part the most. Of course, I still didn't know what was going on...I mean, after being treated like an untouchable, I was suddenly being celebrated too. However, the other periods that followed were without the marriage ritual or gift's, sigh!

The Piercing Pain & The Annoying Stains : Needless to say, these two essentially made my life ( those 5 days ) a nightmare. The pain ( all around my lower waist and back of thighs ) would come either on the 2nd or 4th day, and it would be excruciating. After suffering for months on end, I somehow got the solution to it when accidentally I dozed off one day, after twisting and turning uncomfortably in my bed for hours. That tiny nap was hardly for ten minutes or so, but it did the trick. So, henceforth, whenever I started getting any signs of the pain, I'd rush to bed and force myself to sleep. If sleep came, I was lucky; and if it didn't....well, the helpless twisting and turning would continue. However, I had no such trick with the stains. Initially, we were made to use clothes and I had a harrowing time with it - what with the washing, the smell, the heaviness to carry it around. Sanitary pads finally came to the rescue, phew!

The Enlightenment : It was only in my late-teens that I finally got a faint idea of what was going on. Friends whispering and gossiping around, the blush-blush during biology classes, the boy-girl analysis, and finally the orientation-course our school had for the senior students where this subject was subtly covered. It has although taken me decades to come in terms with the reality of it all. I still hate it, but I am able to tolerate it more :-) not like those by-gone days, when I almost wished I was a boy instead :|

The Period : What is it after all? Now, that I finally had the 'gyaan' I could merrily share the knowledge with those who are still clueless and trying to pull their hairs out, trying to figure it out, like I used to once-uppa-time. Well, all females have ovaries in their bodies that have eggs in them. After we hit puberty, every month, one of the eggs come down the fallopian tube to meet the sperm ( gifted by the male - you know how. And, even if you don't-know-how, we'll discuss that in another post ). So, if it meets the sperm, baby happens. But in absence of sperm, the egg that waits has built a wall of-blood ( and proteins/
vitamins etc, while preparing for the baby ) around the uterus, finally flushes itself out. And that my friend, is the 'period' ( since it occurs after a gap of few weeks consistently ). Having period from puberty till menopause-time, means you are healthy, and there's nothing to worry about. But absence or excess of it may be a problem.

The Acceptance : Period has an important role to play ~ in the bigger scheme of things. We women, are gifted with this unique gift of being able to give birth, which is actually so empowering. Every female species ( esp in mammals ) have this phase ( although, they may be slightly different from species to species ), and its how nature works, and cycle & circle of life progresses. The fact that God has given us females, such a powerful role to play in taking the universe forward, it somewhat relaxes my mind - that, hey, its not such a bad thing after all. Sure, it is uncomfortable, but for the role it plays, it is very well worth it. And when I try to teach my mind that way, periods become so much tolerable that I actually take #periodpride in it! True, there's nothing gross about periods. Its the most empowering and creative privilege ever gifted to women. Value it. Rejoice it :-)
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#CHHOTEKADAM TO A HEALTHY HEART WITH SUFFOLA LIFE


#ChhoteKadam
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Our whole lives, we are focused on everything under the sun ( our dreams, ambitions, entertainment, sports, politics, weather/nature, friends/relatives infact the whole society and its surroundings etc ), except, one very important thing – Our health. We all know that there are some really very simple steps ( #ChhoteKadam ) to take care for it, but, we’d rather ignore them, and instead, choose to save the world. Hah! That seems more easier task, ain’t it? We don’t realize the toll all these has on our little heart – the engine of our body. Not just our heart, every organ, infact every cell of our body bears the brunt of our ignorance and carelessness. But our heart is the one that actually keeps it all running, hence, is at most risk.

Recently, I was reading an article about what exactly happens to our body once it dies. It revealed that - our heart stops beating first, and then the rest follows ( i.e lungs, brain etc stops functioning ) via – pallor mortis, algor mortis, rigor mortis, livor mortis, putrefaction, decomposition, skeletonization etc ( whole process the body undergoes ). So, it all starts with the heart. So, our 'life' simply depends on its beating, doesn't it? Once it stops, we go through all these ‘scary’ mortises, mentioned above.

Anyways, we all know it – that good way to a healthy heart is staying active, eating better and being happy. Simple, right? But, how exactly do we do these? Lets see...

Yes, we are very active --- almost all day, our eyes, ears and fingers, that is. We’d rather exercise our eyes whole day watching Television/computer screen or keep our hands busy typing into our mobiles ( doing a facebook/twitter etc ), or chatting/gossiping all day on phone. While we seem so active keeping up with rest of the world, ( feeling important & connected ), are we really so? Don't we realise, all these activities actually have us sitting on our lazy bums the whole day, and hence, we aren't really active as we think ourselves to be. Without realising, we bloat out too not to mention our organs and body parts doesn't receive its required amount of movements. While, we don't really need to stop doing these activities, why not simply cut down on it? TV Soaps/shows telecast so many times in a day, facebook or twitter ain’t running away anywhere either, so, it won’t really harm to take a break – and move your ass out of your house. Walk, exercise ~ little by little ( 1 hour daily, if not more – start with 10 minutes ), drink plenty of water in doing so, and that #chhotekadam will indeed make your heart and whole body refreshed, happy and energised.

We are also active in our daily food intake, aren’t we? But do we really watch what we eat? There was a time I survived on only burgers, pizzas, fries, cokes, chips, savouries and sweets via home-delivery 24x7, until one day I fell really ill. I ate some outside food and suffered from food-poisoning. Though, I still love outside food and have occasionally, I cut down drastically on those, after that horrible incident. These food are so so wrong for our heart ( and body ), what with the over-dose of calories and cholesterol that clogs it, and which can block the arteries and risk heart attack. Yes, they are tasty and very tempting, and not wrong to have them --- but, how about just once a week, say a Sunday, indulge yourself. Rest of the week. be strict and eat the healthier stuff. There are also options ( tricks ) to really cut down the oil content in junk-food by squeezing the oil out. For instance, I love eating medu-vadas but to my horror, they are always so dunked and deep fried in huge quantity of oil, so, what I do is either try wrapping them with tissue papers to soak the extra-oil or simply squeeze it in the palm of my hand ( the latter can be little messy ). Do the same with samosas, cutlets or anything deep-fried, if you simply are a junk-food addict. But know the perils of food cooked in such oil/ghee. it is really the enemy of your heart. Realising it, and taking precaution is a #chhotekadam to a healthier heart.

We are also active in our pursuit of happiness. What don't we do to be happy - shop, eat, romance etc etc. But do we really get happiness? We seem to be more stressed-out wanting more and more. Not content with what we have, we simply go chasing - for success, either in earning money/career or getting the love of our life ( don't we all have that phase ;-) to attain what we call happiness. We don't realise, we spend our time worrying more, than we actually attain happiness. We fret and cry if we fail, or worse, go into depression not realising how depression and stress do more damage to our heart than we can ever imagine. When we are sad, our body's hormones react in such a way, that it starts affecting our heart ( with added blood-pressure problems ). Any extreme state of depression can actually cause heart attack too, because, such negativity affects our cells ( we do not realise it, but whatever we do - good or bad - every cell in our body gets affected in a good way or bad way ). So, chuck all that negativity from your life, and you'll be indeed happy. Keep your dreams realistic, don't go berserk if something doesn't work out - there's always a next time, and more importantly, remember the 'temporariness' of life, that such stress or tensions are really not worth given any time. You can be happy, if you choose to be happy - a #chhotekadam really!

So, follow the #ChhoteKadam ( s) above, you'll have a healthy heart for sure. You can thank me later :-) And yup, while we are at this topic of having a healthy heart, don't forget to cook your food with Suffola Life that is especially made for your heart :-) Love Yourself, Take Care & Stay Healthy...
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