And they were here again!
I wait for it every month
I know it aches, but I still wait for it like one true love.
I endure that pain like a knife striking my lower back, thousands of thorns piercing my abdomen, continuous disturbance between thighs and heavy soreness on breasts. Not knowing what to call it;
“The tears of grief of my aching body” or “The tears of delight of my soul celebrating womanhood”.
Taking bath quickly so that nobody could smell the disgust on my body, I wrap it inside black polythene because I don’t want to get judged on that.
Nevertheless, this one week of vital blood served me the sentence that I am a complete woman!
The mysterious creation of almighty. Poignant yet powerful, Tender yet tolerant!