For how long will we be in the fear of the people made us think that showing skin attracts attention?
For how long will we be in the fear of not stepping out of the house after 10?
For how long will we dream of a super hero who’ll soon take us to a place safer?
Here, I ask you, women women all around, who’s the safest of y’all? None, because even a woman with bodyguards was harassed.
For how long will we sit and think about how the world disappointed us in a million ways?
For how long are we going to think that one day saree, burkha, salwar and skirt will all be treated the same?
“A thousand ways how you can judge a woman.” Book by a brain smaller than your mini skirt. Isn’t it?
Women women all around, who’s the loudest of y’all? None because when she screamed, she was killed and other who arouse too.
“I have scars on my back and a story to narrate, with nothing to loose but a day to regret with crushed feather and broken crown, here I’m to tell you my story, you hardly know but you have an idea, it was about that night which wasn’t a night but a day, where I was brutally raped, killed and thrown in to the heaps of no where for being in short. My imagination was not limited but for sure, it never had this. After all I was just 6.”
For how long will we be consider to be different from men? I hope this world gets better, one day, soon and you find everything you want to live happily with no fear and not in the dreams of a moron hero who’s never gonna come. Speak out. I hope women will help women to make it better.