{Guest Post}: Sexism

{Hello to all my readers.  This post was written by a very talented fellow blogger, Natalie.  I know that I have readers out there that will really enjoy this very insightful post.  Happy reading :)}

Let’s talk about sexism.

It sounds simple: there are boys and there are girls, and everyone should be treated equally. Telling women they should have children instead of work? Sexist. Telling men they shouldn’t show emotion or cry – ever? Also sexist. And pressuring girls to wear pink and boys to wear blue? See previous statements.

No one wants to admit that they might be sexist, but maybe we, as a society, need to talk about. I confess – I’m a recovering sexist.

Tomboy
Image Credit: Chris Murphy, creative commons

If I had to summarize my personality in one word, I’d choose “tomboy.” In high school, I played competitive tennis. In college, I bought a motorcycle. No one taught me how to apply make-up, and pink, sparkly clothes aren’t my thing. That was my style, and everyone told me that was A-Okay.

And it was. What they forgot to mention, though, was that being a tomboy didn’t make me better than other girls. Continue reading “{Guest Post}: Sexism”

Guest Post: Oblivion by Arti

One of the best things about blogging is that you get to connect with such amazing people and some are taking the experience further with things like a guest post!

This ‘girl with a bike’ is one of those people! I stumbled upon her blog through the community pool and she has a lovely site-inspiring and enthralling! And she is continuously working on it to make it even better! As part of this, she invited me to guest post on her site and I’m so very excited about it as this is my first guest post 😀

So for the post, we decided to go for this old favourite of mine (I hope you all enjoy reading it):

Guest Post

I don’t remember when exactly I came across the words, life and death, and the concepts behind them. In fact the only conversation I remember distantly related to this is the one I’m recounting below. It happened a very long time ago, with my dad and I’m using my imagination to fill in the gaps which I’ve forgotten:

Me: Papa, do you believe in immortality, ‘life after death’ or anything of the sort?

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