BY: RONITA
I love white.
The purity, the calmness, the way it reflects light and lifts my mood—white has always been my color. I love wearing it with confidence, without hesitation. For 25 days of the month, I embrace it fully.
But then come those 5 days—the red days.
Suddenly, white becomes my biggest fear.
No matter how much I love it, I dare not to wear it. Instead, I reach for black, dark blues, or anything that can hide the “what ifs”—the fear of staining, the embarrassment, the shame. And just like that, my favorite color becomes off-limits. Not because of fashion, but because of the stigma surrounding something natural.
I remember sitting in class, checking the back of my kurta every hour. Or walking with my bag awkwardly held behind me—just in case. I’ve layered sweaters around my waist, avoided light-colored clothes, and whispered to my friends, “Can you check if it’s showing?”
Why are we taught to hide something so human? Why is a color suddenly dangerous when we bleed?
It took me years to realize that the fear wasn’t just about staining my clothes.
It was about being judged. Being told I was careless. Being made to feel ashamed for something I couldn’t control.
But slowly, I’ve started to unlearn that fear. I’ve begun to take small steps—wearing what I love, even on my period. Packing extra pads, walking with confidence, and most importantly, refusing to be embarrassed by a natural cycle.
Yes, it still takes courage. But every time I wear white on my period, it feels like reclaiming a piece of myself.
Because menstruation should never dictate what we wear, how we feel, or how we live.
One day, I hope white won’t be a fear for any girl or woman. One day, I hope we won’t have to choose between comfort and confidence during our red days.
Until then, I’ll keep wearing white—with pride, not fear.