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Women's periods or poor health are the reason they are able to give birth to children…..
SanchitaChatterjee Kolkata, July 20, 2025: I wrote a short story about periods last year. Periods are a normal thing for women every month, like our daily routine. In the past, there were many complications about this. But the world has progressed so much now that people are now moving to other planets, yet it is not really known why women have to face strange problems with this period. And if a girl's period is not her family member going to buy napkins, then who will buy it? If a person's body is bad or has a fever, then the family member buys and brings the medicine. Although periods are not a disease. Necessary things are bought by the family member or by himself. So why is there so much secrecy about periods. Why do you have to wrap the pads in black packets from the store? Besides, if other people see them or if the neighbors see them, are they taking any stolen things? Or is it a crime for girls to have their periods? And why is it so shameful to ask the shopkeeper if they have pads? No intoxicants are being asked for. When there is no shame in buying intoxicating drinks or various drugs, what a strange thought it is for people to feel ashamed for a normal act.
In the past, everything about a woman's body was kept very secret from young boys and girls. And it is natural that people are more curious about things that are kept secret. For this reason, an attraction or greed for seeing a woman's body was born in their minds from a young age. If for some reason, clothes get stained during menstruation, girls have to endure insults, insults, and laughter. If a little boy and girl can be warned about these things from a very young age, then when they grow up, they will not get used to seeing women only as consumer goods. At the same time, little girls should also be told what is loving affection and what is just the desire to touch their bodies in an unfair way. I heard from my husband that during their internship period, when they were taught various medical subjects, women's breasts were also studied or shown at that time. But no other bad thoughts worked in them because they wanted to see that.
Recently, a famous person's strange backward thinking about periods and good touch, bad touch gave rise to the mentality of writing something about this. Since I am also a woman, I will respond to such strange conversations a little.
**Period**
The math class is going on, the assistant head sir is taking the class. Everyone's attention is on the formula of the algebra (a-b) hole cube explained by the sir, but Trisha is not able to concentrate at all. How is it that she understood and can't
No! She is very restless. What will she do now?
Her body is shaking, twisting from her lower abdomen. She feels very helpless. Shame and fear are mixed with it.
She can't even sit still. The Assistant Head Sir's eyes wandered over every student in the class. As he was explaining the reading, he suddenly asked a question, seeing how attentive the students were.
After analyzing the formulas on the board, he turned to the students and asked if everyone understood.
When everyone nodded, he went to sit on the chair, but noticed that Trisha was fidgeting quite a bit and she didn't even answer Sir's question. Sitting on the chair, he asked Trisha to stand up and tell him the formula. Trisha hesitated, unable to stand up. Sir got quite annoyed at this.
He repeated his words to Trisha again and told her to come to Sir with the notebook.
This made Trisha even more nervous and hesitant. 'Trisha has never done this before'. Sir got worried. ‘Trisha is good at studies, she doesn’t disobey, what’s wrong with the quiet girl?’
Suddenly, Monika, who was sitting next to Trisha, said, ‘Sir, she didn’t write anything in her notebook, look at her notebook, it’s empty.’
Then Sir said, ‘Trisha, what’s your problem? Don’t waste time like this.’
Trisha was in no mood to say anything, she would say anything.
She sat there awkwardly.
She only said once, ‘Oh, mother.’
The friend next to her asked, ‘What’s wrong with you, you feel sick?
Or did you run out of ink in your pen, so you didn’t write?’
Trisha shook her head and said, ‘No.’
This time Sir said in a very loud voice, ‘Trisha, come up to me with the notebook.’
Trisha stood up with the notebook in shock.
Her friends were sitting on desk chairs on both sides, and Trisha walked slowly towards Sir.
But suddenly, the sound of laughter began. Exactly what Trisha was trembling and afraid of, happened.