"Empowerment Beyond Sacrifice"
This Deepawali was extra special, as my elder son was home from his Gurukul for a well-deserved vacation. Amid the warmth of family and festivities, he kept urging me to watch a movie called Panga. At first, I brushed it off—I was busy preparing for the holiday, managing the home, and catching up with him and his brother. But his insistence was gentle and consistent. Curious, I finally began the film, stitching away at a crochet project, thinking it might be background noise. Little did I know how deeply it would resonate with me. The film gripped me within its first moments, and the content of the first half was so powerful that it overwhelmed me. I couldn’t help but think: How did he know this movie would speak to me so profoundly? At just nine years old, he sensed something about my journey that perhaps I hadn’t even put into words myself. My heart swelled with gratitude—and a bit of awe. Watching Panga, I was struck by its portrayal of a woman’s journey, one that felt uncannily