The first Women’s Day celebration I ever took part in was in 2007, shortly after I joined my first organization, IBM. I had only been there for two months when an HR email arrived, mandating that we join the celebration in the cafeteria. There was even a dress code: a saree in shades of yellow, green, or pink. Since I didn’t own any sarees back then, I attended the celebration in the same yellow dress I had worn for my interview.
Every "first" experience holds a special space in our minds, and I remember so many details from that day. I met several inspiring women leaders heading our department; they shared their journeys with us while we enjoyed delicious treats.
Later, at NTT Data, the celebrations felt different but equally thoughtful. We were greeted the moment we arrived at the office with roses, beautiful cards, and chocolates. However, not every workplace follows these traditions; I don't recall any specific celebrations during my time at Wipro.
Time flies so quickly. This year, I received a surprise I never expected: a poem written by my brother, dedicated to both our mom and me. I had actually forgotten it was Women’s Day until that beautiful tribute arrived in the morning. It doesn't take much to make a difference, but I do wish the men around us would make our journeys a little easier—even if just by acknowledging our presence and our struggles.
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