Have You Seen Her Rise from her own ASHES ?

Meera was married at sixteen. She didn’t know love. She knew obedience alone.

Her days were filled with silence, spices, and the weight of duty. But she adjusted. She hoped. She smiled quietly.

At eighteen, the very day she gave birth to her son… her husband died.

No one consoled her.

Instead, they stripped her of color, broke her bangles, and buried her voice under the word “widow.”

She nursed her baby with trembling arms and a hollow heart. Every day felt like a punishment for being alive. 

The world told her: 

“You are done.”

One evening, exhausted and numb, she watched her baby crawl across the floor. He grabbed a piece of chalk and drew something.

A crooked sun.

Something broke inside her. Or maybe something awakened.

The next morning, Meera wrapped her child close and walked into town. She asked a tailor for work.

He laughed.

She said, “Give me cloth.”

Thirty minutes later, she handed him a perfectly stitched blouse.

He stopped laughing.

Years passed. Meera rose

-- needle by needle, 

-- stitch by stitch. She opened a shop.

She sent her son to school. 

She read books under a single bulb after dark. She began to laugh again_not the laugh of escape, but of becoming.

People whispered again.

But this time, they whispered: "Look at her."

At thirty-three, Meera stood before a hall full of women, her voice calm, her eyes clear.

“I was a child bride. A widow. A mother. And for a long time, a ghost in my own life,” she said. “But I learned how to come back to myself. And here’s how…”

How to Respect Yourself:

1. Stop chasing people who aren’t interested in you.

2. Stop begging for attention or validation.

3. Say only what is necessary.

4. When people disrespect you, address it immediately.

5. Avoid eating others' food more than they eat yours.

6. Reduce visits to those who don’t reciprocate.

7. Invest in yourself and prioritize your happiness.

8. Don’t entertain gossip about others.

9. Think before you speak --- 80% of how people value you comes from your words.

10. Always present yourself well; dress how you want to be addressed.

That night, under the same sky where she once cried alone, Meera stood with her son- 

strong, steady, and free.

She was no longer waiting⛅ for the sunrise.

She BECAME the sunrise. ☀🌞