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A woman waiting for her lover to see her, recognise her, come to her. And now, waiting for the lover-turned-ex. Why?
I waited. For hours and days and years my love. I writhed in wait. I wallowed in wait. I lay naked. Bare and raw. And I waited.
I waited for you to consume me. Flesh on flesh, bone on bone. I waited for you to come claim my mind Provoke it, play with it, unleash it.
I waited for you to pull me away With your staggering strength I waited for you to fill me up With love and love and love
I waited for you to excite my mind To build me memories I’d hold dear When death would come knocking at my door, I wish for them to live forever
I waited for you to stimulate me To enter me, my soul, my heart, my mind To make me yours, and be unbridled and mine.
I waited for you to solve my riddle, To un-layer it, un-peel it, fathom it Pore by pore, skin by skin I waited and waited and waited my love For you to want me and want me again.
I waited for you to see me, See me. Read me, I waited for you to tell me That I was not what you wanted.
I waited and waited and waited my love, Because I wanted to hear you say it. And then I would’ve told you my love, That I was me, complete and whole.
That it was actually you who waited. For me to kiss you awake. It was me who unleashed you, Now laying naked and awake.
Because it was me, my love The power you couldn’t see. Because it was me my love, The being you couldn’t be. Wait for eternity my love When sorrow will wait with its head down It will consume you the way I thought you’d me And your wait will then be home.
I will wait and wait and wait my love For that day to come When you will see what you lost When you’d see what I’d become.
I will wait and wait and wait my love Like I waited for everything else I will wait for your destruction my love Like I’ve waited for nothing else.
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Saumya Baijal, is a writer in both English and Hindi. Her stories, poems and articles have been published on Jankipul.com, India Cultural Forum, The Silhouette Magazine, Feminism in India, Drunk Monkeys, Writer’s Asylum, read more...
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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