Woman

Part – I

Woman

A woman’s life as a wife
can become a silent battle
in the hands of certain man.

Her voice is controlled,
her actions questioned,
even when her heart is good
and her intentions are pure.

She still survive to keep the

Bond, not to get hurt later.

And when the world refuses to understand her,
she slowly becomes quiet—
not because she has nothing to say,
but because silence sometimes
feels safer than speaking.

From ancient times,
the weak have suffered
under the hands of the wicked,
not because they lacked strength,
but because others feared
the truth within them.

You may raise your voice,
yet the world answers
with blame, mockery,
and cruel words
that wound a tender mind.

There are people
who become slaves to their own habits,
drowning themselves in drink,
losing direction little by little,
until life itself slips away
through their own hands.

And life always stands before us
with two paths:

To be good or become bitter.
To fight or surrender.
To endure or retaliate.

Many lose themselves
while trying to choose,
while others play games of ego,
becoming prisoners
of their own pride.

Self-analysis is necessary—
to stand before your own soul
without fear.

But those who cannot face themselves
will never accept their faults,
no matter how clear the truth becomes.

And so I have learned this:

Hold on to your values.
Let them guide your life.
Do not lose yourself
in the hands or opinions of others.

Then one day,
when you look back on your journey,
your own heart will tell you:

“You remained true.
You did your best.
And no judgement from the world
can take that away.”

Part – II

The Path I Chose

I sat alone in thought,
asking my soul again and again—
What is right?
What is wrong?
What is truly good or bad?

As I watched the world,
I saw people drifting
with changing winds,
living without direction,
calling darkness wisdom.

And I wondered—

What then of our great epics,
our sacred stories,
the songs of noble souls
who lived for truth,
who sacrificed themselves
to protect goodness?

Their voices could not be meaningless.

So I searched within myself again.

I opened the Bhagavad Gita
and found strength reborn in my spirit.
I read the Bible
and heard compassion speak through silence.
I turned the pages of the Quran
and felt the call toward righteousness and peace.

And through every scripture,
through every sacred word,
one truth returned to me:

Humanity loses itself
when it walks away from values.

So I stand before the world and say—

Dear people,
we are losing our way.
We cannot call wrong “right”
simply because many follow it.

Truth still exists.
Goodness still matters.
And the soul still knows
when the path beneath it is dark.

So I choose to walk carefully,
guided by wisdom,
guided by conscience,
guided by the light
our ancestors tried to leave behind.

Jessy Jacob.