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Respect Durga


Respect Durga

 Durga puja is the festival of respecting and worshiping Durga. Generally, we forget to respect her and end up only worshiping her. 

I saw a girl of 13-14 years near a puja pandal. And mind it she was wearing a kurti with leggings. She was happy, it was evident from her face that it was her favorite festival. The place was congested but her eyes found their way to look at Durga’s idol and admire her. Durga, a female which everyone of us worship. She has a trishul in one of her hands. She is believed to be serene and composed until and unless someone tries to lay hands on her dignity. She uses her trishool to protect the world. While the girl expressed admiration for Durga, she felt someone trying to lay hands on her self-esteem. She was too afraid to turn back and face what was happening, so she chose to move ahead with her mother. 

She again sensed a touch which felt like a thorn. This time she turned back hoping he’ll be shamefaced of what he did to a girl who must be the age of her sister. Her hopes were shattered when she was unable to see a glimpse of shame on his face, instead he had a smile on his face which was the symbol of credence that whatever he did was right. This happened because he was taught to worship Durga but not to respect her. 

After reaching home, she wondered if the trishul in Durga’s hand were for the protection of the world or for her own protection. 
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  1. RAgarwalOctober 13, 2020 at 5:01 AM

    Big question ....
    Not all people are in the world are doing this some people try their best to protect girls ..
    So we cant loose the hope ...
    And make them confident that they face all the situation and handles . The situation ..

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    1. HiraethNovember 4, 2020 at 5:30 AM

      Let's not get into this "Not All Men" debate. But I agree to a part of your comment.

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