Dear God
Gender discrimination is a slow poison and a silent killer too! These days
when I am single-handedly conducting some programs and have been a part of so
many new initiatives, the fingers which were raised in doubts about my ability
now point towards my faults at the way I fulfill my official commitments. People
who voiced their opinions about how I am just not good enough have now started
saying I am ‘too good to be true.’ May be God!
I am enjoying this phase when I confront my fear of failures and try not to
burden others with sharing my responsibilities. I am alone and I need no one to
support my initiatives. Yes, this success is all mine and whatever small
failures and setbacks I encounter are also mine.
I have been accused of being a ‘one-person army’ quite a few times in the
past too. I have tried to involve people but somehow failed to show that I
truly need them to execute things. Actually, I don’t! My vision is clear and
involving others simply dilutes it. I work best when I am all by myself. Now
when once again my light has started shining bright, people blinded by my
success have started accusing me of being autocratic.
When I take a look around myself, I find everyone is performing their own
respective jobs without consulting anyone apart from the seniors. I do the
same. People have started pointing out ‘Look there is a person doing full
justice to the responsibilities given. Oh wait, she is a woman. Now how did
this happen? Why doesn’t she ask someone for help? Why doesn’t she collapse from
the workload? Why doesn’t she ever complaint about the number of hours she is
putting in?
She won’t!
I tell you she is the toughest of the lot. So good luck to you guys for
attempting to bring her down. It won’t work though. It was never meant to.
The only thing that worked towards my failure is my relationship. Rock and
rolls all the way, it has now started on the decline phase. A phase where he
hates my guts. When he insists on keeping it professional and distant. A phase
where the light shines anew on all my vices. That is my only failure.
Even then I am the toughest nut to crack.
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