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Think of something that you're afraid of the most and we'll show you something 10 times scary. Read on!
Think of something that you’re afraid of the most and we’ll show you something 10 times scary. Read on!
Now that the title and introduction of the post have successfully drawn your attention to this post, I’m sure you must be curious about this terribly frightening thing that I’m referring to.
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IT’S THE FEMALE BODY! And before you give a cry of outrage or try to exit this page, at least read the explanation so that your data doesn’t go waste. wink wink
Now, look back at the number of times you’ve seen a bra strap, underwear or a sanitary napkin, and then look back at the number of times you’ve seen shirtless men. Is the context slowly dawning on you or should I spell it out? Probably should.
The female body is the scariest thing ever…why? Because of the lengths we go to to keep it hidden and covered at all times! When was the last time you actually told a guy that his underwear strip was visible instead of just frowning or rolling your eyes? The most probable answer is never. Now make that a woman, and you’ll remember all the times you’ve tried to discreetly tell her how something is ‘showing’ in all kinds of nonverbal communication you know.
Why are we so scared of that random, stray flash of a woman’s underwear? It’s just a piece of fabric at the end of the day. Think about it, seriously. It is only us who’ve made such clothes an instrument of patriarchal oppression. Clothes are just… clothes. They cover you, make you comfortable and even pretty. But that is all. The very fact that we’re discussing it makes it a sad reality of how afraid we are of a woman who embraces her body, her self and her identity. Why has society fattened up by feeding upon the female insecurities, and by making them endless?
It is important that we detach this hesitation, this scary feeling, and the feeling that a woman’s body is a forbidden territory even to her self. It’s high time that we pierced this dense canopy of taboo and wrong-doing that every woman’s existence is shadowed with, while men go about being shirtless without a second thought.
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Neena was the sole caregiver of Amma and though one would think that Amma was dependent on her, Neena felt otherwise.
Neena inhaled the aroma that emanated from the pan and took a deep breath. The aroma of cumin interspersed with butter transported her back to the modest kitchen in her native village. She could picture her father standing in the kitchen wearing his white crisp kurta as he made delectable concoctions for his only daughter.
Neena grew up in a home where both her parents worked together in tandem to keep the house up and running. She had a blissful childhood in her modest two-room house. The house was small but every nook and cranny gave her memories of a lifetime. Neena’s young heart imagined that her life would follow the same cheerful course. But how wrong she was!
When she was sixteen, the catastrophic clutches of destiny snatched away her parents. They passed away in a road accident and Neena was devastated. Relatives thronged her now gloomy house and soon it was decided that she should be married off.
Women today don’t want to be in a partnership that complicates their lives further. They need an equal partner with whom they can figure out life as a team, playing by each other’s strengths.
We all are familiar with that one annoying aunty who is more interested in our marital status than in the dessert counter at a wedding. But these aunties have somehow become obsolete now. Now they are replaced by men we have in our lives. Friends, family, and even work colleagues. It’s the men who are worried about why we are not saying yes to one among their clans. What is wrong with us? Aren’t we scared of dying alone? Like them?
A recent interaction with a guy friend of mine turned sour when he lectured me about how I would regret not getting married at the right time. He lectured that every event in our lives needs to be completed within a certain timeframe set by society else we are doomed. I wasn’t angry. I was just disappointed to realize that annoying aunties are rapidly doubling in our society. And they don’t just appear at weddings or family functions anymore. They are everywhere. They are the real pandemic.
Let’s examine this a little closer.
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