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The Divine Elegance of Womanhood
During this blessed month of Ramadan, as I sit in quiet reflection, I marvel at the wonders of God. The world around us is filled with beauty, balance, and perfection, each creation crafted with a purpose, each detail designed with care. He created everything in pairs, day and night, land and sea, joy and sorrow, man and woman. Nothing stands alone, for life itself thrives on balance.
The heavens and the earth were shaped by His wisdom. The sun burns with unrelenting energy, ruling the day with its golden light, while the moon, softer and gentler, graces the night with its calming glow. The mountains stand tall, unwavering, a reminder of resilience. The rivers flow endlessly, carving through the hardest rocks, proving that persistence conquers resistance. Even the trees, swaying with the wind, give more than they take, offering shade, fruit, and life-giving air. Every creation speaks of His mercy, of how He has made the world conducive for us, even before we were born.
But then, I think of the masterpiece of His creation WOMAN. Oh, how He adorned us with grace, with beauty, with elegance beyond compare! He did not just create us; He designed us, shaping us in ways distinct from men, making us ornaments of His artistry. When a woman walks, she carries the curves of the earth itself, flowing like the river, strong like the mountain, radiant like the sun. It is no wonder that beauty is more pronounced in women than in men.
I remember how people often say, “You are beautiful, and your twin brother is handsome, but if not because he is a man, the beauty is not showing.” Ah, how true this is! Beauty, by nature, shines brighter in women. It is like the difference between the sun and the moon, both radiant, yet one glows with a softness that captivates the heart. A woman’s beauty is a language of its own, a silent poetry that needs no words to be understood.
Look around the world, and you will see how Allah has distributed beauty with divine precision. In Nigeria, we have Agbani Darego, a queen crowned by the world, her elegance undeniable. Genevieve Nnaji, with her timeless grace, and Omotola Jalade-Ekeinde, whose presence alone commands admiration. In Africa, we see the likes of Lupita Nyong’o, whose ebony skin glows like polished gold, and Charlize Theron, a symbol of elegance.
India, oh India! A land where beauty is woven into its culture, where women like Aishwarya Rai shine like the morning star. Priyanka Chopra, Deepika Padukone, their allure transcends borders. And across the world, names like Angelina Jolie, Beyoncé, and Zendaya remind us that beauty is a universal gift.
But beyond the face, beyond the skin, there is a beauty that radiates from within. The way a woman carries herself, the way she nurtures, the way she loves, this is the beauty that lasts. God did not just give us physical elegance; He gave us the heart of mothers, the strength of warriors, the wisdom of sages. He made us soft yet strong, gentle yet powerful.
Men may claim strength, but tell me, who carries life within them for nine months? Who bears the pain of childbirth, only to smile at the cry of a newborn? Who turns a house into a home, filling it with warmth, laughter, and light? A woman is a walking miracle, a masterpiece of divine engineering.
Our beauty is not just in how we look but in how we make the world beautiful. We are the moon that soothes after the sun’s scorching heat. We are the rivers that nourish the earth. We are the trees that provide shade and shelter. Even our voices, soft yet firm, carry the weight of wisdom.
Yet, despite all these gifts, some still see women as lesser. But how can that be? The very essence of life flows through us. Every great man was once a baby nurtured by a woman. Every nation was raised on the back of mothers, sisters, daughters. The world itself would be incomplete without us, like a sky without stars, like a melody without rhythm.
Women are not just beautiful; we are brilliant. We hold kingdoms together with the gentleness of our touch. The great Cleopatra of Egypt, whose intelligence and allure shaped history, is proof that a woman’s power is both seen and felt. Queen Amina of Zazzau rode into battle, leading men with courage. Funmilayo Ransome-Kuti stood against oppression, proving that a woman’s voice is as mighty as any weapon. These women were not just beautiful faces; they were forces of nature, like the waves that shape the shore.
Even in the modern world, the story remains the same. Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, with her words, redefines power. Michelle Obama, with her grace, stands as a pillar of strength. Malala Yousafzai, young yet fearless, proves that wisdom does not wait for age. Women, in every corner of the world, are living proof that beauty is not just about what the eyes see but what the soul radiates.
And let us not forget the beauty in our daily lives, the women around us, the mothers who wake before dawn, the sisters who stand by us, the daughters who fill our hearts with joy. The ones who cook with love, who teach with patience, who heal with their touch. Beauty is not in high cheekbones or perfect skin; it is in kindness, in resilience, in the unwavering strength of a woman’s spirit.
So today, I bask in this realisation. I celebrate every curve, every strand of hair, every smile that brightens a room. I embrace the truth that being a woman is a privilege, a divine gift wrapped in elegance. Let them say, “She is beautiful,” and let me smile, knowing that this beauty is not just skin deep. It is the glow of knowing who I am, a creation of God, perfectly crafted, wonderfully made.
Falilat Oreoluwa Dikko, author and public affairs analyst writes from Lagos Nigeria 14th March 2025
