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Saturday, 4 March 2023

Why there is always a "Common Man" ? Why not a "Common Woman" ?

There is always a common man instead of common woman because a woman can never be common, always special.
A special one can do everything thing far better than a common. 
There is no comparison between a man & woman.
Women are always special, if she is a mother, she is a sister, she is a wife or even she is a friend.
A woman can do anything beyond the thought process of a man.
A woman can give birth by conducting a enormous pain i.e equals to the pain of almost large number of fracture.
A woman gives support to her husband by leaving behind her great hero i.e her father, her brother.
They are the main conduits of a family.
They can replace a man very easily as compared to a man every field.
There is always a woman behind a successful man in the form of mother, sister, wife, or even a friend.
To save a woman the great war known as Mahabharat has taken place.
To protect a woman the great golden Lanka has burnt off.
Women can never be common.
They are always special as if she is Sita, Draupadi, Yasoda, or Parvati.
They are source of success, defeat, or even destruction.
They can form or can destroy as well.
They can be Kalpana Chawla to hoist a Flag in the moon, can be Mary Kom to win Olympics, can be Kiran Bedi to become an IPS officer, or can be Sarojini Naidu to become First Governer of India.
History can never forgot their contribution, their sacrifice, their dedication or their attention towards family, society, or nation.
According to Indian Literature women are known as "JAGAT JANNI" that she give birth to new life, new potential, new ideas, new inspiration, or even new commander.

So according to me What woman means .....
i.e W - Wonderful Mother
     O - Outstanding Friend
    M - Marvelous Daughter
    A -  Adorable Sister
    N - Nicest Gift to Man from God

But then also ......
Why women are treated so badly in our appreciated society ?
Why they are..............

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