It was a regular day as usual. I was getting ready to go to school. I took a bath and just after me, my mother immediately after her bath observed the stain of blood on my inner wear. She called me and want me to check whether there is a stain of blood on my inner wear or not and I checked it. It was actually a red dot and that dot changed my life with a very dramatic start.
I was just 12 years old when my first menstrual period came, having not a single idea of it and my mother was treating me like I have sinned a great deal. I was being treated like a hated person and I was not allowed to touch anything and here comes the entry of villain i.e “don’ts,” I had a long list of what not to do rather than what to do. So many questions were continuously hammering in my mind and having no answer of it. No one was there to solve the puzzles in my mind, including my mother. It was the hardest time where I started feeling ashamed of my body and I was not allowed to say a single word about menstruation to anyone.
Two years after this incident, a seminar was held in my school. And for the first time I got to know what actually menstruation is and the shame that I felt about the subject, about my body were abruptly disappeared that day. After the seminar I tried to discussed the subject with my mother, while speaking to her that day, I felt that her thinking would never gonna change. But I never give up on her.
It is said that, “If you continuously pour water on a rock eventually the shape of the rock changes,” the same thing happened with my mother. Her attitude towards period slowly get changed and with her attitude my life also get changed.
And my disgusting periods became…Happy Periods
Well this is not the end of my story but the beginning…
Begining of breaking the silence…
Beginning of making it normal and natural by the perspective of society…
And the beginning to make it “Our periods from my Periods”…