Many of my friends are strong women which include not only the women who have gone against the wind and in many ways have conquered whatever field they have gone to, but also the women who stay at home and make a house – home. Both kinds of women do different things but they are strong in their own respective ways.
While talking to these women, frequently (knowingly or unknowingly) the word Feminism comes up every now and then. In earlier times when I didn’t know what this word actually meant, whenever I would hear the word feminism or feminist, an image used to come up of women who were always protesting over gender inequality. Which is true in its literary sense but honestly, it didn’t always excite me. At that time It used to feel like femme was a different race altogether. But after a decade of staying away from my home in an old little town, reading 100s of books and articles and talking and debating to these strong women in my life, the persona of feminism word has changed in its entirety.