My Heels are Higher than your standards !

Call me unskilled, untalented, or lacking growth mindset — honey, I’ll turn those words into six-inch heels. And every step I take in them will crush the limits you set for me, lift me higher than your standards, and remind the world that a woman’s power is never in her sacrifice, but in her stride and her choice.

"Every inch in my heel is a battle I’ve fought — and won. So don’t measure me by your standards; my heels are higher than your standards, built on victories you’ll never understand."

By 2015, my résumé already carried the weight of P&G, Unilever, Walmart, Walgreens, Nestlé, Pepsi, and many more—built not by chance, but through years of hard work.

In 2018, when I refused to abandon this mastery for a role in the testing domain I neither loved nor sought, the labels came fast: “unskilled,” “untalented,” “lacking growth mindset.” 

My crime? I refused to sacrifice my life’s work for someone else’s convenience.

This, as i understand is the mark of a woman who refuses to sacrifice. Why is the word woman so often chained to the word sacrifice as if the two were born together?

The society around me — North Indian in character — has perfected the art of sanctifying endurance. 

They hand out trophies to women who endure 15 years in a loveless or unequal relationship, not because of passion, but because they didn’t dare face poverty or live alone. We romanticize doing “four people’s jobs” — father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband, and child — as if carrying the weight of everyone else’s life is the ultimate badge of honour.

In many North Indian communities, a woman who endures everything — even unfairness, disrespect, and the slow erasure of herself — is called strong. But that is not strength; it is conditioning.

True empowerment is when a woman can say with clarity and courage:
“No — I will not sacrifice my skills, my passions, or my dignity to fit someone else’s script for my life.”

If that makes me “unskilled,” “untalented,” or “lacking growth mindset,” then I will wear those words like heels on my feet — heels that lift me higher, make me taller, and sharpen my stride. My refusal to sacrifice is not my weakness; it is my crown, my armour, and my truest power.

Personal Photos from my Thailand Trip !

Honey - My heels are higher than your standards. Every inch of them is built from the battles I’ve fought alone, the dreams I’ve defended, and the life I refused to hand over for someone else’s comfort.

"Call me unskilled, untalented, or lacking growth mindset — honey, I’ll wear those words like stilettos. They’ll only make me stand taller, walk sharper, and own my path. My refusal to sacrifice isn’t my weakness; it’s my crown and my power."

When I walk, I don’t just rise above your judgement — I tower over it. 

My heels aren’t just fashion; they’re my armour, my declaration, and my reminder that a woman’s worth is not measured by her willingness to sacrifice, but by how fiercely she stands in the life she’s chosen.

Before expecting a woman to bend, to erase years of her own work for your convenience, ask yourself: would you make the same sacrifice for her? Dont sell what you cannot buy.

And at the very least—stop harassing her, stop branding her “unskilled,” simply because she refused to sacrifice the career for your convenience.

"I agree — I may not be as successful and great as you. But show me the law that says the less powerful have no right to choose."

jo chhoti si har ik neher saagar Ban Bhi jaaye, koi tinka le ke haath mein dhoondh Lenge hum kinaare. kinaare. kinare........