Marriage is not avoiding confrontation or a bad fight

But longing to reconcile after one

Marriage is not finishing each other’s sentences

But a compromise to find common ground

It’s definitely not about earnings and diamond rings

But making life count without them

Marriage is not coming together of like minded souls

It is staying in love inspite of differences

Two souls who fit with each other’ broken pieces

We celebrate today one gender but many faces in our life – a mother, a sister, a friend and a wife. Womankind is one big word. There was a discussion with my colleagues yesterday on the relevance of women’s day with a separate mother’s day, sister’s day being celebrated. Is this much pampering all necessary? The reply – remembering the otherwise hidden people for three or four days in a year doesn’t so much come near pampering. When was the last time we said thanks to any of these people or they have asked for or expected one. I know we have come a long away from 1910 when women’s day was first celebrated when it comes gender equality and respect. We see women growing stronger independent and more aware of themselves. We see women leading multinational companies, we see them in combat roles protecting our borders, we have seen them in politics ruling with iron hand in many a states. But who doesn’t like a little recognition or a small crowning once in a while.

Let us go home today and thank our mothers the unsung heros of our childhood, for all their lunches and the goodbyes in the morning waking up before us, for the pocket money out of their kitchen jars, their belief that their son/daughter is better than anyone else. Pillars of patience.

Hug your sister later- say your love for giving ear to all your thoughts you could not share with anyone else. And keeping them a secret most of those times.

Call up your friends for giving you shoulders when you are down and being your best critic. Its more of the second when it comes to my friends with Vishal probably thinking how to correct by grammar even now.

Go home and kiss your wives for giving meaning to the word better half, for their warmth and a purpose for the next 30 years of your life. And for not killing you when say one of your sarcastic jokes.

You were born the teller of your own tale,

before none should you kneel.

You were born with an immeasurable soul

reaching out past infinity.

You were born to desire with passion, abandon,

and to name your own destiny.

Remember, Woman, remember

you are more than you can see!

• Reese Leyva