Back in the Year 2004, Jammu City, I had my first period. Being a 14-year-old teenager I didn’t know anything about Periods (that’s actually sad!)
I wanted to share my experience about how difficult I felt accepting the most important aspect of femininity.
It was an chirpy evening, Me and my little brother were cycling in the ground near my house. I fell several times while learning to ride a bike. Thus, I thought the severe pain near my abdominal, I am having right now is actually the outcomes of the falling again and again. Being a Fighter, I didn’t stop cycling until my little brother pointed to the blood on my light grey cotton half-pants. I literally thought I must have injured my vagina!
I ran towards my home, wondering how worse things could turn up! As I was never told about these things and draining blood out of a vagina, all of sudden, was a horrible nightmare to me!
To make it worse, There were these so-called neighborhood aunties!
They called me illiterate, mannerless & dirt on the society. I had no clue!
I ran to my ma, telling I may have injured myself on the private part! There She! gave nasty expressions and went inside the room juggling the cupboards. Then, my friends, I realized something is not good and I did something very wrong. She pulled the old bed sheet from her cupboard and tore. I was clueless. she folded that sheet, went to the other drawer and picked my oldest panty, put that torn-down-bed sheet-cloth inside the panty and handed me over. She told me to stay quiet and do the same process until bleeding stops. Yes, she didn’t tell me that it will also bleed in next month, every month.
But she guided me the rules and regulations for the girls on period.
Luckily, My mother gave me to pad the very next day. (that night with cloth and blood was abominable)
But, I found myself in another part of the world. Unacceptable part of society. I questioned my existence as a woman. I questioned it every month.
Honestly, I made myself the way society judged me. I started judging other girls too.
I am so thankful to Mrs. Twinkle Khanna for her initiative to stop treating a period like an impure thing Instead, it's a pious as it is the way to bring a new life into the world. We shouldn’t be offended that we are women, instead be proud of being a woman. We are so lucky that God chose us to be a woman to experience the most beautiful thing in this world. I am a proud woman. I support Padman.
- Don’t tell anybody, especially boys. It’s a girl’s secret.
- You can’t pray when you are bleeding. You are impure these days.
- Stay away from plants and other pure things.
- You have to deal with menstrual cramps. It’s a process.
- Don’t touch Pickle. It will be spoiled
- Just check regularly if you are clean and not spotting your clothes.
-An experience shared by Madhu Singh.