ENERGY THY NAME IS WOMAN

 

When the West shouted ‘Frailty thy name is woman’, the ancient wisdom of this country proclaimed Woman as Sakthi.

Sakthi is mistaken as Power. It is Energy.  Power was considered as a Male symbol.  Energy was just ‘being’, not exerting.  Power is exerted.  Energy could get converted as Power.  But it could also get converted as Consciousness.

And yet, over the centuries, this Sakthi got trampled upon, by mad exercise of powers – always ill-gotten, not with the purpose of serving others, but to cater to ones’ own bloated egos.

 The greatness of womanhood is that it can co-operate, co-ordinate, accommodate, bring forth and sustain. It is all about life.

It does not rationalise between the rights and wrongs.  It feels.  It lives and dies for what it feels is itself.

It does not calculate on earthly terms. It goes down to the needy, the famished, the sick and the hurt.

It does not hold its head in pride of knowledge, intellect and positions.

It revels at the joy and weeps at the sorrow, of the near and dear.

And to sustain itself, at times, it has to enrage like that flame that is tried to be put out.

Tagore first wrote:

‘God says to man, I heal you, therefore I hurt.  I pardon, therefore punish’. 

He later corrected pardon as love to make it read as:

‘God says to man, I heal you, therefore I hurt.  I love, therefore punish’. 

That was a profound statement.  Change of one word makes a lot of difference.

The first statement comes out of a Male mind.  The second refined one, from the Female mind.

The wise try to synthesize the two, for a balanced way of life.

One is not to conquer or destroy the other.  They are to co-exist and make the wonderful whole.

And nothing survives without that primordial energy.

That Energy, the woman hood, the Sakthi, we remember and celebrate today, on this International Woman’s day.