Celebrating the Pain

I celebrate all moments of happiness, I love to celebrate the moments of love and I celebrate success... if it is about me being a woman I'd love to celebrate today too. I am a blessed female. I never realized that it was only a blessing that I was born in a home where I was given equal rights, voice and respect as men. Yes it was just a blessing that my father and brothers loved me and gave me the strength to live an independent life. It was a blessing that my mother taught us how to behave and interact with the other gender without considering that one is weaker or stronger. I loved hearing stories of strong women. I thought it will be as easy to become one of them as it was easy for me to grow up. I never knew just outside my home I'll meet a different world. I'll see the women being ashamed of being women. I'll hear the stories of physical violence, rape and sexual harassment at work everyday, I'll witness movements against girls' education and I never knew that my home is just a fantasy world for majority of the women around. I could not imagine women being revengeful, women betraying men, and I could not imaging women being the enemies of women... I don't know what to celebrate today... my success, success of powerful women around the world, success stories of "empowered" women on the records of Government and Non Government Organizations, the revengeful behavior i witnessed in the recent years or should I celebrate the pain of yet powerless educated and non educated, urban and rural, working and non-working women around the third world...???