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During menstruation in Nepal

How did the long-established-superstition barring a girl from several activities during menstruation emerge in Nepal?
Nepal is not a developed country.There are superstitions everywhere. Even we, educated ones are deviated to superstitions at certain degree, let alone the illiterate ones. There is a social rule here that a girl during menstruation, should not go and touch the kitchenware and foods directly. They are not allowed to touch stuffs related to gods for they are considered to be “impure” during menstruation. Also, they are not allowed to touch a male person with “janai”, a sacred bunch of threads worn by every male person who has attended a special occasion called “bratabandha”. These are just superstitions, which, for our victory over evil are to be be neglected. No one has pondered how this came to practice in Nepalese societies, except following them. It actually began while taking into note the health and cleanliness of our body. There were no techniques to prevent flowing of blood from a woman’s vagina at that particular time. Nor were there sanitary pads, which now has eased women be safe and tidy. The poor conditions of women then caused them to get segregated from rest of the family members for health and cleanliness reasons. However, it grew up into a tradition and got even more stern as the time elapsed. By now, it has been a complex tradition that everybody is obliged to follow in the name of religion and tradition.


This is just my opinion and I do not want to hurt any person’s sentiments by this article. But, I strongly want a revolution against superstition.

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