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Mar 2019
When I demand equality,
I am reminded that I am a woman.
Just a woman,
soul-packed with strings of
shyness,
weakness
and fear.

But I want to unpack and remove those strings.
I want to be the one I am
" The Real Me ".
the beauty of mine may lie in the makeover
but more than that it lies in being
BOLD, INDEPENDENT and FEARLESS.
Written by
Muskan Bhatia
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     Salmabanu Hatim and ThatBrokenOne
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