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Every Female Is A Maa...

A world of Men’s, strong like a “Man”, “Be a Man”.

Not really. The world does not belong to Men’s. Not just world but the universe does not only belong to a Man.

Even among the Gods, the power of God is nothing much without Goddess… the power of Devas what it can be when “Shakti” herself is a Devi…

In the world where we live or across the borders and beyond the countries… it’s sad to see the struggle of being a woman… in the so-called Men’s world…  

Where our culture even from the God all that a human being has possessed or want to achieve is not among the Gods but Goddess…

The desire for Power, money and Knowledge is not among the Tridev rather is among Maa Shakti, Maa Lakshmi and Maa Saraswati…

When even the greatest of Bhagwan’s are nothing without the Maa, the women’s… then what are we todays Men’s hold the egos against the women…

The problems are rituals… the so-called “Parampara”. Who created them people who have come before us… But the problem was not also the Parampara rather the voice that raised to question them was consider disrespect or the insult to our elders…

So, women were treated in such a way that they got used to such a way, where they consider that they have to live with such a fate…

But it’s time now, never late for all the women across the Globe… to pull their socks up… they have to tap the sparks within to burn their older self…

Though there are many who have done this, but some are still struggling, and few even succumb to the situation and circumstances thinking this is what is supposed to happen…  to all those, you are a woman, you are a Maa and remember a Maa is Shakti, she is Lakshmi and Saraswati…

 

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