Tag: culture

Dear Sexual Predator,

You stealthy, hungry, compulsive groper, you! ‘Kaate nahi katati yeh din yeh raat, jab tak nahin rakhta hoon tum pe haath…’

Running empires, having the world at your beck and call but unable to control your primal impulse. How does that make you feel?

When you reach out to grope someone’s ass or push someone into a corner using your position of authority, does it make you feel good?

Does it make you feel good to enter a party knowing that a room full of people dislike you for having ‘submitted’ to you but haven’t found the courage to kick you where it hurts, yet?

 

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Does it make you feel good to know that men and women alike talk about you in hushed whispers and no … it’s not about your sexual prowess.

When you fall from grace and people call you out for the creep you are … does that still make you feel good?

This ripple effect thing has really got the ‘house of cards’ in a free fall and its fascinating to watch the wide variety of so called respected leaders and influencers (as of now, the entertainment industry in LA plus one ex-president of the USA) being stripped naked. As more and more people realise that it’s safe to speak up, that their voices will not be dismissed with a chuckle, that they will not be made to feel smaller than they already do … the ripple effect will continue outwards … it may even infect the Indian sub-continent with this rampant virus of ‘Baja bajaana’.

Eventually, you may end up feeling not so good … but then you have it coming. You ‘asked’ for it and as is the norm … what goes around …. eventually, comes around.

Adios Amigo,

Contemptuously,

Mother of the woman who had the courage to stand up and speak before the world. Judgement be damned.

Oye ladki, psssssssst!

Wearing jeans and sleeveless and walking alone. So shameless. Your parents never taught you anything or what? Talking freely with boys. Driving your scootie. Spending money. You think you are better than us kya?

My sisters toh cannot eat also before me. I get the first chai. I get breakfast pehle, pitaji ke saath… phir kuch bachta hai toh they get. I feel little bad but I’m the son. They don’t go to school. I go to school. My sister wants to study. Ha Ha. Stupid. Study karke what she will do? She has to marry only. Now she must help my mother in the house. Learn to cook and clean. Varna shaadi bhi nahi hogi and our family’s nose will get cut off.

Aaj kal some problem is there. Girls are speaking English and smoking. It looks so bad. This is not our culture. What about samaaj? You have no sharam or what?

You get raped and everyone blames us!

If you have a boyfriend and wear cheap clothes then you are only asking for it. Why you are crying then? Humne bola tha kya idhar udhar ghoomne ko? For years it is like this only. Men will be on top. Women will make khaana.

Some @#% girls are wanting to be independent. They are going to police chowkies and complaining against family members and rapists and stealers. No izzat only. No brains. Khaali phokat creating problem. Now everyone is thinking so much rape is happening in India. Arre Rape is always happening. You don’t go and wash your ganda kapda in hari bhari society! You just keep quiet. People will respect you more. Family will be proud of you ki ghar ki baat ghar mein rakhi. Everyone is happy. Why to give tension? Police also has kam numbers to report. India shining.

That is why I feel very proud of some big politicians and high status wale log. They are role model. Samajhdari ki baat karte hain but so many people are making tamasha. Why? Can’t listen to right things? Always too much question. Why why why … kya why why why?!

Chup.

Choti si baat … faltu mein making badi baat.

wanting best for you. Always. but try to understand. ok?

locality ke saare boy log ki taraf se