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Navratri – Feminism to the Core





Today is ninth day of Navratri. These nine days of worshiping the Goddess Durga revokes the sense of feminism to core. Demon is not generally a figure of huge proportions and ugly facets but in his proposing to the goddess, he actually can reinforce an empire of his roots, his ideology. The goddess tells that one who could win war with her can only be married to her. This equalizes and balances masculine and feminine aspects on the earth.

We celebrate her victory over various demon kings. These nine days we observe fasts as possible, sing devotional songs and recite epic stories. It occurs to mind at same time various scenarios.
Importantly her response for a war puts her authority for better rights in a matrimonial alliance. Her win demonstrates the prowess of Shakti over evil forces, giving us immense strength and belief that we are always saved by negative energies. The construing fact is what she stands for. Who is she? How our faith becomes necessary? What we learn?

As in numerous texts stated, Mother Parvati on request of Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva and various gods adorning various offered weapons took a form of Durga and fought the war with Mahishasura. She protected us not only from demon but our whole being. 

As we accept our mortal limits of understanding ourselves, our world, we might also be incapacitated to answer many complex situations and life can be almost infeasible. Women in society are always equated to be weak in case of complex situations, even coming home late. There is no demonic proportions here, only common bad. The sentiment however keeps on weighing on how women are going to be treated. No men on the earth can undermine their role. When it comes to issues regarding them, they have to provide their side of story. 

Goddess Durga is our role model. She provides us with vision of empowerment and feminism. Every god has to assert that she is necessary for not only mankind but their security as well. The balance gets corrosive.
She reminds us of our strength, of equal rights to be vocal in an environment, and to empower for fight. Thus, to facilitate our mind with positive (evil should be done away with) and strong thoughts and be bodily strong. 

One also learns indiscriminate sense of intelligence about her. She takes different forms, somewhere leading the battle, or terrifying or drinking every blood spill. There is no equal match when sometimes it comes to duties by women. Thus, she suggests strongly that we should be tough enough to lead, to accomplish.
These nine days are of immense importance. Every woman should learn and try to accomplish something. 

With all best of luck and wishes of Navratri, I am concluding here.

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