The Untamed Part of Me

After completing graduation and working for awhile, I ceased to enjoy life. There was a bizarre sense of hopelessness and frustration in the typical work schedule and its monotonous pay at the end of each month. Boring and depressing as it was, there was not much to life, I thought. An inner part of me has always sought freedom and it refused to be tamed and chained. I couldn’t lose it because losing it would end Me. I desperately needed a break, a time that was meant just for me, where I could explore myself, search my emancipation and stay at peace. I ceased to paint long ago, the only thing I rejoiced in. I no longer paint now so I needed something to live on. At heart, I knew I was never good at writing but I somehow wanted to write, to give it a try at least. So, I had to write instead as if a part of me always craved for it.

One day I found the WorldPulse site, while I was randomly searching for something in the internet. I read some amazing posts by a bunch of gifted women and I truly felt their words. This particularly interested me because it reminded me of my own experience. During my research, I came across with so many women, who couldn’t speak for themselves and who chose to remain silent (with or without their interest) just to continue tradition, while others were mute to save their families and to provide a better future to their children. So many of them were young mothers bearing a large chuck of responsibilities both of household and family, but they had no voice of their own as if they were incapable of thoughts, reason being stagnant for years of hardships. I dreamed to do something for them, who were living just few kilometers away from my home town and yet had so different a fate.

I joined WorldPulse and posted some of my experiences and got an unexpected amount of response, which was as overwhelming as it was appealing. I met wonderful friends from around the world and it shaped my determination to share more about the plights of women in my community. This made sense to me as it gave a creative exit to my own frustration, a way out towards my own liberation and a sense of fulfillment for doing something for my community, my sisters and myself.

I want to give women a voice, a space of their own and the dignity that they deserve. The Pulse of sisterhood and sharing lets each of us realize that we live for a special cause and that all of us can make our dreams come true. For me, Voices of Our Future is just that opportunity. I want to be the change for thousands of women who have untamed and free spirit as mine. I want to speak for them and that’s preciously what VOF is to me, a catalyst for revolution.