*Image (without text) via Ambro on FreeDigitalPhotos.net Here’s the latest accusation that falls on me – RUDE. Also, inconsiderate, unkind, impolite. Hang on, who is calling me all these names? Yes, men. But what kind of men? Men I’ve said NO to. These are NO to sexual advances. NO to…
A fortnight ago, a friend and I parted ways. He came to me, looking for comforting, for sympathy. I gave him instead, honesty. Words were exchanged and the friendship is now a thing of the past. The thing is, I never offered comfort or sympathy, only outright, unvarnished honesty. We’ve…
All that noise and gunfire and the sound of grown men weeping? That’s just the sound of someone getting his just desserts.
I had an idea for a non-fiction piece when I realised today’s A2ZChallenge prompt ‘C’ would carry a story version well, if I said it stood for City.
He’s not a bad person. He’s a law-abiding citizen, professional, family man. But he doesn’t think women have it worse. He still is a chauvinist.
I watched a French video titled ‘Oppressed Majority‘. It’s a satirical, dark take on patriarchy. It does so by reversing traditional gender roles. What would life look like if the way each sex was treated was reversed? Dear men, I understand now.* Honestly. I found myself thinking things that I’ve…
I’ll vouch for the self-confidence this gives a woman. But are men ready for this?
These were my thoughts in 2013 on the male feminist. I have since recanted in 2023. Please read in context.
I used to love that I was ‘one of the guys’. I grew up loving their rough-and-tumble ways. Those days are past. I don’t like being with men anymore.
Since the Shakti Mills gangrape incident hit headlines, my sense of self has been shaken up badly. How can I be a person when being a woman means living in fear?