Why only one day for women?

08 March, Women's day

Every year, this day is celebrated, but it makes me laugh why only one day for women?

Women dwells deep in the soul. With the first ray of dawn, Eve's daughters who are examples of courage. Life is miserable without them. A daughter, a mother, a sister, a wife, doctor, teacher, homemaker, manager, actress, an ad-presenter, reporter, pathfinder...…. never ending continuation.

So please don't let us down by deciding only one day for us.

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