Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare lamho ko, tumhari baato ko, samet rahi hu,

Dheere dheere sab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare us izhar ko, tumhare is inkar ko, yaad kr rhi thi,

na jane kitna aur kab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Ye jo piroye the maine, hasrate apni dheere dheere,

Ye jo duniya simat gyi thi, tujh me hi,

Tujh me hi re,

Ye jo khud ko roz haule se khud se hi door bhagaya hai,

Ye tumse door, akele rhne ki tadap Ko maine chhudaya hai,

Ye jo door is duniya ko kar paas tumhe laya hai,

Aasakta sakta si vyatha m jaane kitna khudko roz gawaya hai,

Ek tukda toot sa jata tha mujhse yuh pal har pal,

Jo aaj mai hu wo aur bhi tu ho jata tha yun kal,

Itna tujhme bas leen thi, Mai, khudse zyada vileen thi, mai,

Bas gaya bas, gaya bhi wo, is ardh badan m jo heen thi, mai,

Ab is badan se kuch yun adhar tumhare khiche ja rha hai rab,

Mai ishq ke naam se khauf me hu,

Mai tumhe bhula Rahi hu ab,

.

Mai khwab me shakle uski itna dekha karti thi,

Mujhe aaine me uski rooh uljhi dikhti thi,

Meri aankhein ab jo mujhe dekhne ko marti thi,

Mai khud ko, khud se suljhi dikhti thi,

Mere badan pe mere haath Kam raha karte the,

Uski aankhein ise kuch Yun dekh liya karti thi,

Ki ab dhakne lagi hu har uska chua hua kona,

Tum aao na ab, tum door mujhe inse karo na,

Ab,

Mujhe ghutan si hone lagi hai,

Ye bechain hawa jo meri sagi hai,

Mujh me so rha hai pyaar tumhara,

Ye nafrat ku-baku jagi hai,

Tum, aa jao na wapas,

Tumhari yaad se hi mera man vyakul ho uthta hai,

Mai kaid to krdu dil m in yaado ko,

Par us bojh tale dil mera yun dukhta hai,

Ki mai parat-dar-parat fek rahi hu inko aisi jagah,

Ki inko wapas naa aane ko mile jab,

Ye bhi tadpe virah me, meri peeda ki tarah,

Ye bhi samjhe, bichadne ka matlab,

Mai gawa rahi hu yaade tumhari,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Aur,

Ab jo meri ashru bhi tum tak na hi pahuch payenge,

Mere shabdo ka jawab tum dena na chahoge,

Meri shakal se tumko ghrina si ho Rahi hai,

To meri maut dastak de, to kya ruk jaoge?

Khair,

Lakeero ki jo maani hoti maine, to mujhse pahle tum mujhe bhula chuke hote,

Ye jo pal har pal aankhein bheeg rahi hai meri,

Ye vyatha tumhari hoti, ye aansu tumhare hote,

Par mai ruk si gyi us rab ko nakaar kar,

Dekha kismat ko mujhse hi haar kar,

Wo aayegi to kehne mujhse tujhko zakhmi kar mai rahungi,

Kar gyi zakhmi mujhe, tumhare haatho se maar kar,

Aur tum ik shann bhi nhi soche hoge is malaal ke panapne par ab,

Mere andar sik rhi peeda ke tapne par ab,

Tum to mud gye, keh ke ki nahi ho payega rehna,

Chhod Gaye mujhe thama yaha, farz ki yha apne par ab,

To phir thik hai,

Mai bhi khudko khud sa hi dekhungi, us aaine me jisme chhaya tumhari basti thi,

In kaano ko dard sunaungi jisme tumhari hasi hansti thi,

Us sparsh ko ab door karungi, jo chubh rhi thi, kansti thi,

Un hotho ko kehne dungi, jo adhro ke tere tarasti thi,

Aur ant me,

Mai tumhari har ik tasveer ko dil ke, dil se zyada qareeb rakhti thi,

Yaad karungi kabhi thoda, thoda us bichad jaane ko,

Tumhare jate hue kadmo to jo meri behti aankhein takti thi,

Ab har rishta bikhra hai, har naata, har matlab,

Mai khudko yaad kar rahi hu,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab.

~ Akvira

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare lamho ko, tumhari baato ko, samet rahi hu,

Dheere dheere sab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare us izhar ko, tumhare is inkar ko, yaad kr rhi thi,

na jane kitna aur kab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Ye jo piroye the maine, hasrate apni dheere dheere,

Ye jo duniya simat gyi thi, tujh me hi,

Tujh me hi re,

Ye jo khud ko roz haule se khud se hi door bhagaya hai,

Ye tumse door, akele rhne ki tadap Ko maine chhudaya hai,

Ye jo door is duniya ko kar paas tumhe laya hai,

Aasakta sakta si vyatha m jaane kitna khudko roz gawaya hai,

Ek tukda toot sa jata tha mujhse yuh pal har pal,

Jo aaj mai hu wo aur bhi tu ho jata tha yun kal,

Itna tujhme bas leen thi, Mai, khudse zyada vileen thi, mai,

Bas gaya bas, gaya bhi wo, is ardh badan m jo heen thi, mai,

Ab is badan se kuch yun adhar tumhare khiche ja rha hai rab,

Mai ishq ke naam se khauf me hu,

Mai tumhe bhula Rahi hu ab,

.

Mai khwab me shakle uski itna dekha karti thi,

Mujhe aaine me uski rooh uljhi dikhti thi,

Meri aankhein ab jo mujhe dekhne ko marti thi,

Mai khud ko, khud se suljhi dikhti thi,

Mere badan pe mere haath Kam raha karte the,

Uski aankhein ise kuch Yun dekh liya karti thi,

Ki ab dhakne lagi hu har uska chua hua kona,

Tum aao na ab, tum door mujhe inse karo na,

Ab,

Mujhe ghutan si hone lagi hai,

Ye bechain hawa jo meri sagi hai,

Mujh me so rha hai pyaar tumhara,

Ye nafrat ku-baku jagi hai,

Tum, aa jao na wapas,

Tumhari yaad se hi mera man vyakul ho uthta hai,

Mai kaid to krdu dil m in yaado ko,

Par us bojh tale dil mera yun dukhta hai,

Ki mai parat-dar-parat fek rahi hu inko aisi jagah,

Ki inko wapas naa aane ko mile jab,

Ye bhi tadpe virah me, meri peeda ki tarah,

Ye bhi samjhe, bichadne ka matlab,

Mai gawa rahi hu yaade tumhari,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Aur,

Ab jo meri ashru bhi tum tak na hi pahuch payenge,

Mere shabdo ka jawab tum dena na chahoge,

Meri shakal se tumko ghrina si ho Rahi hai,

To meri maut dastak de, to kya ruk jaoge?

Khair,

Lakeero ki jo maani hoti maine, to mujhse pahle tum mujhe bhula chuke hote,

Ye jo pal har pal aankhein bheeg rahi hai meri,

Ye vyatha tumhari hoti, ye aansu tumhare hote,

Par mai ruk si gyi us rab ko nakaar kar,

Dekha kismat ko mujhse hi haar kar,

Wo aayegi to kehne mujhse tujhko zakhmi kar mai rahungi,

Kar gyi zakhmi mujhe, tumhare haatho se maar kar,

Aur tum ik shann bhi nhi soche hoge is malaal ke panapne par ab,

Mere andar sik rhi peeda ke tapne par ab,

Tum to mud gye, keh ke ki nahi ho payega rehna,

Chhod Gaye mujhe thama yaha, farz ki yha apne par ab,

To phir thik hai,

Mai bhi khudko khud sa hi dekhungi, us aaine me jisme chhaya tumhari basti thi,

In kaano ko dard sunaungi jisme tumhari hasi hansti thi,

Us sparsh ko ab door karungi, jo chubh rhi thi, kansti thi,

Un hotho ko kehne dungi, jo adhro ke tere tarasti thi,

Aur ant me,

Mai tumhari har ik tasveer ko dil ke, dil se zyada qareeb rakhti thi,

Yaad karungi kabhi thoda, thoda us bichad jaane ko,

Tumhare jate hue kadmo to jo meri behti aankhein takti thi,

Ab har rishta bikhra hai, har naata, har matlab,

Mai khudko yaad kar rahi hu,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab.

~ Akvira

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare lamho ko, tumhari baato ko, samet rahi hu,

Dheere dheere sab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare us izhar ko, tumhare is inkar ko, yaad kr rhi thi,

na jane kitna aur kab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Ye jo piroye the maine, hasrate apni dheere dheere,

Ye jo duniya simat gyi thi, tujh me hi,

Tujh me hi re,

Ye jo khud ko roz haule se khud se hi door bhagaya hai,

Ye tumse door, akele rhne ki tadap Ko maine chhudaya hai,

Ye jo door is duniya ko kar paas tumhe laya hai,

Aasakta sakta si vyatha m jaane kitna khudko roz gawaya hai,

Ek tukda toot sa jata tha mujhse yuh pal har pal,

Jo aaj mai hu wo aur bhi tu ho jata tha yun kal,

Itna tujhme bas leen thi, Mai, khudse zyada vileen thi, mai,

Bas gaya bas, gaya bhi wo, is ardh badan m jo heen thi, mai,

Ab is badan se kuch yun adhar tumhare khiche ja rha hai rab,

Mai ishq ke naam se khauf me hu,

Mai tumhe bhula Rahi hu ab,

.

Mai khwab me shakle uski itna dekha karti thi,

Mujhe aaine me uski rooh uljhi dikhti thi,

Meri aankhein ab jo mujhe dekhne ko marti thi,

Mai khud ko, khud se suljhi dikhti thi,

Mere badan pe mere haath Kam raha karte the,

Uski aankhein ise kuch Yun dekh liya karti thi,

Ki ab dhakne lagi hu har uska chua hua kona,

Tum aao na ab, tum door mujhe inse karo na,

Ab,

Mujhe ghutan si hone lagi hai,

Ye bechain hawa jo meri sagi hai,

Mujh me so rha hai pyaar tumhara,

Ye nafrat ku-baku jagi hai,

Tum, aa jao na wapas,

Tumhari yaad se hi mera man vyakul ho uthta hai,

Mai kaid to krdu dil m in yaado ko,

Par us bojh tale dil mera yun dukhta hai,

Ki mai parat-dar-parat fek rahi hu inko aisi jagah,

Ki inko wapas naa aane ko mile jab,

Ye bhi tadpe virah me, meri peeda ki tarah,

Ye bhi samjhe, bichadne ka matlab,

Mai gawa rahi hu yaade tumhari,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Aur,

Ab jo meri ashru bhi tum tak na hi pahuch payenge,

Mere shabdo ka jawab tum dena na chahoge,

Meri shakal se tumko ghrina si ho Rahi hai,

To meri maut dastak de, to kya ruk jaoge?

Khair,

Lakeero ki jo maani hoti maine, to mujhse pahle tum mujhe bhula chuke hote,

Ye jo pal har pal aankhein bheeg rahi hai meri,

Ye vyatha tumhari hoti, ye aansu tumhare hote,

Par mai ruk si gyi us rab ko nakaar kar,

Dekha kismat ko mujhse hi haar kar,

Wo aayegi to kehne mujhse tujhko zakhmi kar mai rahungi,

Kar gyi zakhmi mujhe, tumhare haatho se maar kar,

Aur tum ik shann bhi nhi soche hoge is malaal ke panapne par ab,

Mere andar sik rhi peeda ke tapne par ab,

Tum to mud gye, keh ke ki nahi ho payega rehna,

Chhod Gaye mujhe thama yaha, farz ki yha apne par ab,

To phir thik hai,

Mai bhi khudko khud sa hi dekhungi, us aaine me jisme chhaya tumhari basti thi,

In kaano ko dard sunaungi jisme tumhari hasi hansti thi,

Us sparsh ko ab door karungi, jo chubh rhi thi, kansti thi,

Un hotho ko kehne dungi, jo adhro ke tere tarasti thi,

Aur ant me,

Mai tumhari har ik tasveer ko dil ke, dil se zyada qareeb rakhti thi,

Yaad karungi kabhi thoda, thoda us bichad jaane ko,

Tumhare jate hue kadmo to jo meri behti aankhein takti thi,

Ab har rishta bikhra hai, har naata, har matlab,

Mai khudko yaad kar rahi hu,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab.

~ Akvira

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare lamho ko, tumhari baato ko, samet rahi hu,

Dheere dheere sab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare us izhar ko, tumhare is inkar ko, yaad kr rhi thi,

na jane kitna aur kab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Ye jo piroye the maine, hasrate apni dheere dheere,

Ye jo duniya simat gyi thi, tujh me hi,

Tujh me hi re,

Ye jo khud ko roz haule se khud se hi door bhagaya hai,

Ye tumse door, akele rhne ki tadap Ko maine chhudaya hai,

Ye jo door is duniya ko kar paas tumhe laya hai,

Aasakta sakta si vyatha m jaane kitna khudko roz gawaya hai,

Ek tukda toot sa jata tha mujhse yuh pal har pal,

Jo aaj mai hu wo aur bhi tu ho jata tha yun kal,

Itna tujhme bas leen thi, Mai, khudse zyada vileen thi, mai,

Bas gaya bas, gaya bhi wo, is ardh badan m jo heen thi, mai,

Ab is badan se kuch yun adhar tumhare khiche ja rha hai rab,

Mai ishq ke naam se khauf me hu,

Mai tumhe bhula Rahi hu ab,

.

Mai khwab me shakle uski itna dekha karti thi,

Mujhe aaine me uski rooh uljhi dikhti thi,

Meri aankhein ab jo mujhe dekhne ko marti thi,

Mai khud ko, khud se suljhi dikhti thi,

Mere badan pe mere haath Kam raha karte the,

Uski aankhein ise kuch Yun dekh liya karti thi,

Ki ab dhakne lagi hu har uska chua hua kona,

Tum aao na ab, tum door mujhe inse karo na,

Ab,

Mujhe ghutan si hone lagi hai,

Ye bechain hawa jo meri sagi hai,

Mujh me so rha hai pyaar tumhara,

Ye nafrat ku-baku jagi hai,

Tum, aa jao na wapas,

Tumhari yaad se hi mera man vyakul ho uthta hai,

Mai kaid to krdu dil m in yaado ko,

Par us bojh tale dil mera yun dukhta hai,

Ki mai parat-dar-parat fek rahi hu inko aisi jagah,

Ki inko wapas naa aane ko mile jab,

Ye bhi tadpe virah me, meri peeda ki tarah,

Ye bhi samjhe, bichadne ka matlab,

Mai gawa rahi hu yaade tumhari,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Aur,

Ab jo meri ashru bhi tum tak na hi pahuch payenge,

Mere shabdo ka jawab tum dena na chahoge,

Meri shakal se tumko ghrina si ho Rahi hai,

To meri maut dastak de, to kya ruk jaoge?

Khair,

Lakeero ki jo maani hoti maine, to mujhse pahle tum mujhe bhula chuke hote,

Ye jo pal har pal aankhein bheeg rahi hai meri,

Ye vyatha tumhari hoti, ye aansu tumhare hote,

Par mai ruk si gyi us rab ko nakaar kar,

Dekha kismat ko mujhse hi haar kar,

Wo aayegi to kehne mujhse tujhko zakhmi kar mai rahungi,

Kar gyi zakhmi mujhe, tumhare haatho se maar kar,

Aur tum ik shann bhi nhi soche hoge is malaal ke panapne par ab,

Mere andar sik rhi peeda ke tapne par ab,

Tum to mud gye, keh ke ki nahi ho payega rehna,

Chhod Gaye mujhe thama yaha, farz ki yha apne par ab,

To phir thik hai,

Mai bhi khudko khud sa hi dekhungi, us aaine me jisme chhaya tumhari basti thi,

In kaano ko dard sunaungi jisme tumhari hasi hansti thi,

Us sparsh ko ab door karungi, jo chubh rhi thi, kansti thi,

Un hotho ko kehne dungi, jo adhro ke tere tarasti thi,

Aur ant me,

Mai tumhari har ik tasveer ko dil ke, dil se zyada qareeb rakhti thi,

Yaad karungi kabhi thoda, thoda us bichad jaane ko,

Tumhare jate hue kadmo to jo meri behti aankhein takti thi,

Ab har rishta bikhra hai, har naata, har matlab,

Mai khudko yaad kar rahi hu,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab.

~ Akvira

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare lamho ko, tumhari baato ko, samet rahi hu,

Dheere dheere sab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

Tumhare us izhar ko, tumhare is inkar ko, yaad kr rhi thi,

na jane kitna aur kab,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Ye jo piroye the maine, hasrate apni dheere dheere,

Ye jo duniya simat gyi thi, tujh me hi,

Tujh me hi re,

Ye jo khud ko roz haule se khud se hi door bhagaya hai,

Ye tumse door, akele rhne ki tadap Ko maine chhudaya hai,

Ye jo door is duniya ko kar paas tumhe laya hai,

Aasakta sakta si vyatha m jaane kitna khudko roz gawaya hai,

Ek tukda toot sa jata tha mujhse yuh pal har pal,

Jo aaj mai hu wo aur bhi tu ho jata tha yun kal,

Itna tujhme bas leen thi, Mai, khudse zyada vileen thi, mai,

Bas gaya bas, gaya bhi wo, is ardh badan m jo heen thi, mai,

Ab is badan se kuch yun adhar tumhare khiche ja rha hai rab,

Mai ishq ke naam se khauf me hu,

Mai tumhe bhula Rahi hu ab,

.

Mai khwab me shakle uski itna dekha karti thi,

Mujhe aaine me uski rooh uljhi dikhti thi,

Meri aankhein ab jo mujhe dekhne ko marti thi,

Mai khud ko, khud se suljhi dikhti thi,

Mere badan pe mere haath Kam raha karte the,

Uski aankhein ise kuch Yun dekh liya karti thi,

Ki ab dhakne lagi hu har uska chua hua kona,

Tum aao na ab, tum door mujhe inse karo na,

Ab,

Mujhe ghutan si hone lagi hai,

Ye bechain hawa jo meri sagi hai,

Mujh me so rha hai pyaar tumhara,

Ye nafrat ku-baku jagi hai,

Tum, aa jao na wapas,

Tumhari yaad se hi mera man vyakul ho uthta hai,

Mai kaid to krdu dil m in yaado ko,

Par us bojh tale dil mera yun dukhta hai,

Ki mai parat-dar-parat fek rahi hu inko aisi jagah,

Ki inko wapas naa aane ko mile jab,

Ye bhi tadpe virah me, meri peeda ki tarah,

Ye bhi samjhe, bichadne ka matlab,

Mai gawa rahi hu yaade tumhari,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab,

.

Aur,

Ab jo meri ashru bhi tum tak na hi pahuch payenge,

Mere shabdo ka jawab tum dena na chahoge,

Meri shakal se tumko ghrina si ho Rahi hai,

To meri maut dastak de, to kya ruk jaoge?

Khair,

Lakeero ki jo maani hoti maine, to mujhse pahle tum mujhe bhula chuke hote,

Ye jo pal har pal aankhein bheeg rahi hai meri,

Ye vyatha tumhari hoti, ye aansu tumhare hote,

Par mai ruk si gyi us rab ko nakaar kar,

Dekha kismat ko mujhse hi haar kar,

Wo aayegi to kehne mujhse tujhko zakhmi kar mai rahungi,

Kar gyi zakhmi mujhe, tumhare haatho se maar kar,

Aur tum ik shann bhi nhi soche hoge is malaal ke panapne par ab,

Mere andar sik rhi peeda ke tapne par ab,

Tum to mud gye, keh ke ki nahi ho payega rehna,

Chhod Gaye mujhe thama yaha, farz ki yha apne par ab,

To phir thik hai,

Mai bhi khudko khud sa hi dekhungi, us aaine me jisme chhaya tumhari basti thi,

In kaano ko dard sunaungi jisme tumhari hasi hansti thi,

Us sparsh ko ab door karungi, jo chubh rhi thi, kansti thi,

Un hotho ko kehne dungi, jo adhro ke tere tarasti thi,

Aur ant me,

Mai tumhari har ik tasveer ko dil ke, dil se zyada qareeb rakhti thi,

Yaad karungi kabhi thoda, thoda us bichad jaane ko,

Tumhare jate hue kadmo to jo meri behti aankhein takti thi,

Ab har rishta bikhra hai, har naata, har matlab,

Mai khudko yaad kar rahi hu,

Mai tumhe bhul rahi hu ab.

~ Akvira

I'm a published author, and i recently wrote a poem that I'd love to have some honest feedback on.

There ya go guys https://www.reddit.com/r/NorthernIndia/s/n0LmA1FZfU

I'm a published author, and i recently wrote a poem that I'd love to have some honest feedback on.

There ya go guys https://www.reddit.com/r/Delhi_teens/s/q4jSbNSSHA

I'm a published author, and i recently wrote a poem that I'd love to have some honest feedback on.

I'm a published author, and i recently wrote a poem that I'd love to have some honest feedback on.

There ya go guys https://www.reddit.com/r/DesiMingle/s/c2Xk447sv5

If death finds me,

Let not be my shell entwined in a cage,

Let not shall I haul, a war to wage,

Let, rather the demons, flee before this sight,

Let not be voices still lurking, at this stage,

.

If death finds me,

Shall the very last of thy travesty be deemed to follow,

As we, with vices do, down the road,

To a path of not remorse, of no agony,

To a path where mortals, not carry the load,

.

If death finds me,

It may lure in some few another too,

Or if it might have me meander the path alone,

For what prevails, shall I succumb,

Through willful intent, of my own,

.

If death finds me,

May the thoughts of its fear, perish before me,

May I envelope its fondness with such grace,

For I shan't possess, to evade, its wrath,

I'll recline, in the coffin, and death, I'll embrace.

My first submission to this community, feedback appreciated!

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/I3Yqux3dtT

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/s/twknCdtuUd

Pata hai aaj kya hua?

TW : Rant so long post ahead

So y'all know bout the Madonna Whore Complex? It's a dichotomy of situations women are compelled to be in as long as it appeases the society. So it puts women in a juxtaposition basically where women are either Madonna (virgin) or a Whore (slut) , no in between. A black/white situation basically.

(Google definition - The Madonna-whore complex is a psychological phenomenon where men divide women into two categories: saintly "Madonnas" (pure, nurturing, unsexual) or degraded "whores" (promiscuous, sexualized) ).

I recently had the misfortune to be the victim of it. We had our college cultural fest a while ago where you can wear traditional dress on the last day. So it's an unspoken rule for girls to be in a saree and since it was my first year i followed it vehemently. I put on my best saree, a black Georgette sleeveless one, with a deep neck blouse. I was looking gorgeous and was getting many compliments.

One of my very good friends who considers herself holier than thou wore a simple red/black saree of her mother and looked beautiful no denying that. She's that pious, prudey typa girl who'd degrade any promiscuity upon confrontation. I have no problem with her existence i just let her be but she somehow has to make every matter a two faced coin in which she'd be on the good side just because she doesn't curse she's not into dating and stuff doesn't think of any nsfw etc etc ykwim.

Again, I'm a feminist and i support her with all my might okay.

So back to the incident, one other friend of ours came up to compliment us and said that both of us looked beautiful no difference. Then she turned to me and said “aap to bahut hot lag rhi hai aapko dekhke bahut ladke mar jayenge” in a flirty tone and i reciprocated the same. So next my very holier than thou friend said “yes isko dekhke ladke mar jayenge aur mujhe dekhke ladke rishta leke aayenge. Isko girlfriend banayenge aur mujhe wife” .

That made me gasp. What she implied is her dressing and behaviour is going to catch the eyes of guys needing a ‘sarvaguna sampann sati savitri pativrata stree’ and my dress that's too revealing by her connotation will make me a part of just male lust and not male love.

The sheer audacity of vilifying another woman to an objectified stance is utterly disgusting. I just nodded because firstly i didn't wanna waste my exciting day on this imbecile and secondly arguing of morality with such an idiot is the last thing I'd prefer. So i didn't say anything and it didn't even hit me until recently that she'd just classified me as a whore.

What's more mind boggling is that she calls herself a feminist, one that flights for the rights of women in a male-centric world. Excuse me ma'am that doesn't quite appear to me as feminism! Or maybe I'm just looking at the wrong definition. Such girls/women in our field are referred to as choice feminists and what ideology they exhibit is choice feminism. I bet she isn't even aware of this term because quite obviously!

Again no offence to her or her dress she looked beautiful i complimented her a lot but that mindset was what made me despise her. I could've confronted her then and there but it wasn't much in my mental favor to do so.

So yeah that was the Madonna Whore Complex in action. Quite an appalling thing to witness tbh.

TW : Rant so long post ahead

So y'all know bout the Madonna Whore Complex? It's a dichotomy of situations women are compelled to be in as long as it appeases the society. So it puts women in a juxtaposition basically where women are either Madonna (virgin) or a Whore (slut) , no in between. A black/white situation basically.

(Google definition - The Madonna-whore complex is a psychological phenomenon where men divide women into two categories: saintly "Madonnas" (pure, nurturing, unsexual) or degraded "whores" (promiscuous, sexualized) ).

I recently had the misfortune to be the victim of it. We had our college cultural fest a while ago where you can wear traditional dress on the last day. So it's an unspoken rule for girls to be in a saree and since it was my first year i followed it vehemently. I put on my best saree, a black Georgette sleeveless one, with a deep neck blouse. I was looking gorgeous and was getting many compliments.

One of my very good friends who considers herself holier than thou wore a simple red/black saree of her mother and looked beautiful no denying that. She's that pious, prudey typa girl who'd degrade any promiscuity upon confrontation. I have no problem with her existence i just let her be but she somehow has to make every matter a two faced coin in which she'd be on the good side just because she doesn't curse she's not into dating and stuff doesn't think of any nsfw etc etc ykwim.

Again, I'm a feminist and i support her with all my might okay.

So back to the incident, one other friend of ours came up to compliment us and said that both of us looked beautiful no difference. Then she turned to me and said “aap to bahut hot lag rhi hai aapko dekhke bahut ladke mar jayenge” in a flirty tone and i reciprocated the same. So next my very holier than thou friend said “yes isko dekhke ladke mar jayenge aur mujhe dekhke ladke rishta leke aayenge. Isko girlfriend banayenge aur mujhe wife” . That made me gasp. What she implied is her dressing and behaviour is going to catch the eyes of guys needing a ‘sarvaguna sampann sati savitri pativrata stree’ and my dress that's too revealing by her connotation will make me a part of just male lust and not male love. The sheer audacity of vilifying another woman to an objectified stance is utterly disgusting. I just nodded because firstly i didn't wanna waste my exciting day on this imbecile and secondly arguing of morality with such an idiot is the last thing I'd prefer. So i didn't say anything and it didn't even hit me until recently that she'd just classified me as a whore.

What's more mind boggling is that she calls herself a feminist, one that flights for the rights of women in a male-centric world. Excuse me ma'am that doesn't quite appear to me as feminism! Or maybe I'm just looking at the wrong definition. Such girls/women in our field are referred to as choice feminists and what ideology they exhibit is choice feminism. I bet she isn't even aware of this term because quite obviously!

Again no offence to her or her dress she looked beautiful i complimented her a lot but that mindset was what made me despise her. I could've confronted her then and there but it wasn't much in my mental favor to do so.

So yeah that was the Madonna Whore Complex in action. Quite an appalling thing to witness tbh.

TW : Rant so long post ahead

So y'all know bout the Madonna Whore Complex? It's a dichotomy of situations women are compelled to be in as long as it appeases the society. So it puts women in a juxtaposition basically where women are either Madonna (virgin) or a Whore (slut) , no in between. A black/white situation basically.

(Google definition - The Madonna-whore complex is a psychological phenomenon where men divide women into two categories: saintly "Madonnas" (pure, nurturing, unsexual) or degraded "whores" (promiscuous, sexualized) ).

I recently had the misfortune to be the victim of it. We had our college cultural fest a while ago where you can wear traditional dress on the last day. So it's an unspoken rule for girls to be in a saree and since it was my first year i followed it vehemently. I put on my best saree, a black Georgette sleeveless one, with a deep neck blouse. I was looking gorgeous and was getting many compliments.

One of my very good friends who considers herself holier than thou wore a simple red/black saree of her mother and looked beautiful no denying that. She's that pious, prudey typa girl who'd degrade any promiscuity upon confrontation. I have no problem with her existence i just let her be but she somehow has to make every matter a two faced coin in which she'd be on the good side just because she doesn't curse she's not into dating and stuff doesn't think of any nsfw etc etc ykwim.

Again, I'm a feminist and i support her with all my might okay.

So back to the incident, one other friend of ours came up to compliment us and said that both of us looked beautiful no difference. Then she turned to me and said “aap to bahut hot lag rhi hai aapko dekhke bahut ladke mar jayenge” in a flirty tone and i reciprocated the same. So next my very holier than thou friend said “yes isko dekhke ladke mar jayenge aur mujhe dekhke ladke rishta leke aayenge. Isko girlfriend banayenge aur mujhe wife” . That made me gasp. What she implied is her dressing and behaviour is going to catch the eyes of guys needing a ‘sarvaguna sampann sati savitri pativrata stree’ and my dress that's too revealing by her connotation will make me a part of just male lust and not male love. The sheer audacity of vilifying another woman to an objectified stance is utterly disgusting. I just nodded because firstly i didn't wanna waste my exciting day on this imbecile and secondly arguing of morality with such an idiot is the last thing I'd prefer. So i didn't say anything and it didn't even hit me until recently that she'd just classified me as a whore.

What's more mind boggling is that she calls herself a feminist, one that flights for the rights of women in a male-centric world. Excuse me ma'am that doesn't quite appear to me as feminism! Or maybe I'm just looking at the wrong definition. Such girls/women in our field are referred to as choice feminists and what ideology they exhibit is choice feminism. I bet she isn't even aware of this term because quite obviously!

Again no offence to her or her dress she looked beautiful i complimented her a lot but that mindset was what made me despise her. I could've confronted her then and there but it wasn't much in my mental favor to do so.

So yeah that was the Madonna Whore Complex in action. Quite an appalling thing to witness tbh.

TW : Rant so long post ahead

So y'all know bout the Madonna Whore Complex? It's a dichotomy of situations women are compelled to be in as long as it appeases the society. So it puts women in a juxtaposition basically where women are either Madonna (virgin) or a Whore (slut) , no in between. A black/white situation basically.

(Google definition - The Madonna-whore complex is a psychological phenomenon where men divide women into two categories: saintly "Madonnas" (pure, nurturing, unsexual) or degraded "whores" (promiscuous, sexualized) ).

I recently had the misfortune to be the victim of it. We had our college cultural fest a while ago where you can wear traditional dress on the last day. So it's an unspoken rule for girls to be in a saree and since it was my first year i followed it vehemently. I put on my best saree, a black Georgette sleeveless one, with a deep neck blouse. I was looking gorgeous and was getting many compliments.

One of my very good friends who considers herself holier than thou wore a simple red/black saree of her mother and looked beautiful no denying that. She's that pious, prudey typa girl who'd degrade any promiscuity upon confrontation. I have no problem with her existence i just let her be but she somehow has to make every matter a two faced coin in which she'd be on the good side just because she doesn't curse she's not into dating and stuff doesn't think of any nsfw etc etc ykwim.

Again, I'm a feminist and i support her with all my might okay.

So back to the incident, one other friend of ours came up to compliment us and said that both of us looked beautiful no difference. Then she turned to me and said “aap to bahut hot lag rhi hai aapko dekhke bahut ladke mar jayenge” in a flirty tone and i reciprocated the same. So next my very holier than thou friend said “yes isko dekhke ladke mar jayenge aur mujhe dekhke ladke rishta leke aayenge. Isko girlfriend banayenge aur mujhe wife” . That made me gasp. What she implied is her dressing and behaviour is going to catch the eyes of guys needing a ‘sarvaguna sampann sati savitri pativrata stree’ and my dress that's too revealing by her connotation will make me a part of just male lust and not male love. The sheer audacity of vilifying another woman to an objectified stance is utterly disgusting. I just nodded because firstly i didn't wanna waste my exciting day on this imbecile and secondly arguing of morality with such an idiot is the last thing I'd prefer. So i didn't say anything and it didn't even hit me until recently that she'd just classified me as a whore.

What's more mind boggling is that she calls herself a feminist, one that flights for the rights of women in a male-centric world. Excuse me ma'am that doesn't quite appear to me as feminism! Or maybe I'm just looking at the wrong definition. Such girls/women in our field are referred to as choice feminists and what ideology they exhibit is choice feminism. I bet she isn't even aware of this term because quite obviously!

Again no offence to her or her dress she looked beautiful i complimented her a lot but that mindset was what made me despise her. I could've confronted her then and there but it wasn't much in my mental favor to do so.

So yeah that was the Madonna Whore Complex in action. Quite an appalling thing to witness tbh.