Metamorphosis of XX

 Metamorphosis of XX.....


An X chromosome from Mother....and another X from the Father......

And it's a Girl. 


Whenever a preterm or premature ,small weight,baby girl is born....

" It's a Girl. She is a born Fighter.....soon she will grow stronger."

Baby Girl grows bigger.

Little girl with 2 ponytails....ribbons tied.

Clutching her Barbie strongly.....

Her mommy's Heels...

Bangles and Lipstick to match.She tries to imitate her Mommy.

Little Girl grows further. Teenage gives her freckles,acne,braces on her teeth,riding her bicycle very fast and her fizzy hair blowing along the breeze....

Daddy's moppet....arguing and fighting ever with Mommy....." Baby Girl, slow down.Behave like a Good Girl and not running around like a TomBoy".

Youth turns this Rebellious Teen into beautiful lithsome adorable beauty.

Gone are the braces and the freckles.....

At the brink of adulthood,....the young girl is shy and soft.....

She dresses at times as a Teen....frocks and shorts....

Suddenly one day.....she stands in front of you ...in a traditional saree and Jasmine in her long hair.....

Though ,she may dress up in saree....when her Papa calls her....she runs ,lifting her saree till her knees ....and clings to her Papa ....just like a small child.

Still a little girl inside the Adult outside. 


Adulting softens and quietens the rebellious youth.

Marriage makes her mature and sobre.

The demure woman with pregnancy sees lot of changes in her....externally and also within herself. 

Stretch marks,pigmentation and lots of weight.....

She sees a grown woman very different from what she was prior Motherhood. 

Rearing and caring...

Nurturing and loving....

Time passes by....

She is growing older and so is her own little one. 

At 50.....she sees herself at threshold of aging.

Youth slipping off.

The hair slowly turning gray....face and skin all over wrinkliing....pigmentation everywhere.


Menopause makes her hot,angry and irritable.


Finally, she ages gracefully. 


Her stretchmarks and cellulites speak of her nurturing and Caring. 


Her wrinkles and gray hair testify her sacrifices and hardships.


Aging makes her mellow,more patient and even more slow.

Old age makes her lose her energy....but not her enthusiasm. 

Grandchildren bring back her childhood and memories fond.

Old age bends her down,cowers her completely. But.....

never has she ever broken down.....even in her most vulnerable moments.


I had told everyone at her birth.....

"She is a tough girl. She will fight strong ......

Till the end.


Dedicated to every girl child and every woman in our country....who have to fight hard for their survival and existence.....for their individuality and identity. 

Give her little love and affection.....

She will shower you with affection, nurture you with all her heart.

She will give her soul for her lived ones....her family, spouse and children.....everyone around her.


- Dr Tripti Milind Galgali 

Hubli.


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