A true victory is not over an external opponent, But over one’s own limitations: personal, cultural, historical. When women play freely, the nation breathes freely. When women claim their place, the planet finds its peace.
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Originally published in Free Press Journal on 4 November '25
You have lifted the World Cup, And with it, part of the weight of centuries. Such victories go beyond the field; They remind us how much becomes possible When you are unshackled from limiting scripts and submissive roles. For ages, you were worshipped in poetry and suppressed in practice, Placed on pedestals yet denied the field. Today, we got another glimpse of what happens when you stand Neither as puppet nor as goddess, But as player, warrior, conqueror. Let the world see that sacredness lives In the full flowering of human potential, Not in glorified conformity. That not ritualistic adulation, But the urge of the self to beat the odds, Is what marks holiness. A true victory is not over an external opponent, But over one’s own limitations: personal, cultural, historical. When women play freely, the nation breathes freely. When women claim their place, the planet finds its peace. Let this not end in celebration alone. May it spark reflection: How many girls still never touch a field, Still hear that their place is elsewhere? How many remain denied education, freedom, voice, choice? How many are denied even the right to take birth? Every boundary scored on the ground must turn into boundaries broken in our homes and minds alike. To the Indian women’s cricket team: Your composure under pressure, your quiet discipline, Your refusal to be reduced to symbols, All this has displayed something that transcends sport.
