Friday, December 21, 2012

says a scared pessimistic girl around the corner

Walking down the street alone, after dark. You should know that you’re a slut
Wearing a short skirt? Guess you’re asking for it!
In light of this gangrape case (which is NOT first of it’s kind, statistics indicate of how many, possibly more gruesome ones, go unreported) The wave of wrath has been transpired across the length and breadth of the nation, on the streets, in the parliament. All are at the vantage point ; the police, the government, the Chief Minister, the judiciary, the laws…everyone but ourselves.  

So before you go on suggesting solutions like castrate them! Capital punishment! Chop off their dicks and stick them to their heads(a very innovative one; I gotta say)! we should stop and think . are they the ones to blame? Who is the real culprit?Who is at fault? As for the their punishment is considered In my personal opinion it should be up to the girl to decide what she wants to be done with them.
What we could do is urge ourselves to think a little beyond the obvious. Here’ a  rub…….
 What is it that could really bring about the sort of resurrection that we desire?
By changing the system?
Or by changing ourselves?
Those who feel the latter could be true. Congratulations! you’re on the road to reform.
Now what we cannot do is

we cannot stop the adolescent boys from watching porn on the net or eyeing, reluctantly, a girl they might find appealing

We cannot stop the neighbour’s kid from taking pictures of girls in his phone camera secretly.

But what we can do is sow the seeds of realisation in their minds and hearts so that they very well realise and accept what is happening around them is wrong and not only should have the fear of stigma, the world but also the fear of falling in their own eyes. The pretext of guilt is to be instilled in their very psych! Stop preaching girls and start educating men to respect womenfolk, in simple words that is.

And as for those of the former(colossal misconception) I’m afraid the evasion(yes, that’s what I would call it) shall not last long. its only a matter of time when you wil too join the league of the latter when you see, possibly your own son, brother or maybe even boyfriend do something reviling to your own self.
I’m not one to politically feminize but holy hell this system has GOT TO change. This time , for good!
A collective resolute resolve to wisp away the stamp of ignominy, barbarism and scum being shoved from every part of this godforsaken globe, is bound to be taken.
Taking a small example. Let’s say music. We often condone or maybe fail to even notice that this misogyny we are fighting against with full zeal and fervour is actually a product of our actions. honey singh. Ring a bell? maybe you’re too big a fan or maybe have never heard of it. but this man’s music has always appealed to me reason being (NOT his trinity school of music degree) this peculiar Indian-ness (as I would put it) he has brought to rap! My idea of rap was always Eminem, kanye, travie mcoy and now, inevitably, this man’s picture comes to my mind along with them(not that I am comparing). But not lately. Not since I was introduced to some of his works I had only heard existed. The point I am making here is I don’t know how many of you have actually heard these songs of him. The lyrics. The fucking misogyny reeking out his songs. the artistic profanity in lieu of his women that he portrays as objects in his songs is not the only reason of my snubs for his songs. but also The sheer explicitness of the composition with which he depicts the females as nothing but mere sex objects. Every time I listen to his songs Every pore of my identity that I owe to my sex runs into a frenzied overdrive of anger, distress and disgust. Listening to them is like an Injustice to my own sex, at least for me.
My sub conscious stamping her feet and yelling at me of the injustice I did to my own self. Get the picture, now?
what he must think of women?(in one of his songs, he talks of his ex girlfriend washing her prospective husband’s underwear and dirty utensils in the time to come , all because she dumped his ass)
 Well, I am not judging this singer here. I am judging those people who hear his songs and dance to his beats let alone being aghast at this selection of music they rather welcome this objectification of women and pay bucks to have at it. women and men, both, mind you. It is upsetting to say the least that The same people, whom you would find protesting on the streets demanding a resignation of Sheila dixit, suggesting castration as binding laws for rape convicts, changing profile pictures  to big black dots and painting themselves in the color of eradicating-every-evil-against women protagonists, owing to the suddenly discovered need of women empowerment.
Before any of you misinterpret, I am not saying you stop listening to his songs or boycott him. All I am doing is rubbing away the mist on this fogged up mirror of our society. Fogged with misogyny. Patriarchy.  Mist of our own cold attitude that we have kept towards gender issues taking an evil form somewhere or the other, time and again.  
Realisation is the first step towards resurrection. And resurrection can only be brought about when The plague is massacred from the very bottom to the very top Before it gets the better of the society(for some of the cases, I’m afraid it already has)
Education of any level, be it school or graduate or beyond that, does not guarantee gender sensitivity. I’m sorry but I was never and can never be in favour of gender equality! Because I don’t feel men and women are or ever will be equal. Merely preaching of it makes us even bigger idiots than we already are. Once we speak of it then we can forget about talking of special rights for women. And the instances we read and hear about every minute of the day clearly indicate a need for the otherwise. The  capital of the prodigy of lands of ethics, values and culture is now, to the misfortune of all of us, reeking of the patriarchal society it inhibits, the predicament of the indignation the people have brought upon themselves and a testament that THIS is some fucked up shit!

How this emerging fast capital of the nation has been constantly moving at rocket speed towards modernization, customizing lifestyles to uber luxury mode and getting big mouthed of this progressive culture but in all honesty we ALL are Going back to True south.

And before some of you misinterpret me let me just clear the air by saying that not all of us have this misogynistic approach and of course, it is the sensitivity of the good people that this nation is still stable and reforms are at least underway.

However, Each and every instance we hear about reeks of the patriarchal society we inhibit.

By the suitor who rejects tens of prospective brides
By the father who favours the son over the daughter
By the people who play blind, mute and deaf every time they witness an eve teasing.
By the boy who watches his father hit his mother.
By the girl who keeps the “this-shall-pass-too” attitude every time she is indecently touched

When you’re bit by a snake , you have to suck the poison out. Maybe that’s what we should do. Suck the poison out.
So before becoming the onlooker that goes on to overlook and give away free tickets by casually justifying the offences of any such eve teasers, sermonising the ladies at the other end by merely saying “aah, you know, boys will be boys”. Think . think of the enormity of the carnage you are bringing upon the women of this country.
Observation of silence in the face of atrocity (warranted or not!) perpetrates this savage behaviour that one day leads to us getting furiously appalled and out on the streets protesting. Well, people this won’t change anything except for your blood pressure. So let’s not fool ourselves any further because it makes you no better than the ones you are protesting against. Protest! Protest every such instance without giving away a chance for such ugly faces of barbarism to rise. I mean, how much more innovation in rapes do you need? Isn’t this creative enough? And changing your profile picture then justifying it as an act of solidarity and unison against the fight with the system shall not confer any such social evils to extinction.

Show solidarity when you see a girl getting ogled by a bunch of losers beside the street!

Show solidarity when hear your neighbour hitting his wife in the dead of the night!

If you really want to put an end to it , like I know you do then speak up! Fight! Unbind yourselves from the chains of hesitation and none-of-my-business attitude! It may not be your daughter, mother, sister or your wife but it can be tomorrow! Bloody well, Make it your business!
Teach all of these motherfuckers a lesson! Let’s say like an ode to the one who will fight for your daughter, sister,  mother  or wife like you are, right now, for somebody else’s.

and remember ladies, nothing beats the life out, like a high heeled kick in the balls!

#a scared pessimistic girl around the corner 

Sunday, December 2, 2012


Through the high, deep rooted walls of hurdles life entrenched
you gave the cynical ploy of fate, a run for its money
you sore high and above, far beyond the reach of those who undermined you
you made it girl.  you did us all proud.

Not with a fizzle but with a bang, You rose above the odds
Blew that floozy façade refusing to work at anybody but your’s bid
Privy to what those of the grey areas said, you shot that horse in the face
you made it girl. you did us all proud.

Going solo, you sailed through the turbulence of the dark seas
Raising the White flag was never an option, no matter how tough the going got
Success is now yours and sky is the limit, applause is all you can hear.
You made it girl, you did us all proud.

You are an inspiration, you may not be aware
You are that nudge only prodigies of such finesse could be
You are my rub for every meltdown, our shenanigans make the best of memories
You made it girl. You did us all proud

   *drumroll*          *drumroll*          *drumroll*

Dipanjali Saikia :Associate Systems Engg. ,IBM

Congratulations sis <3
and here’s wishing you all the luck you could get for the things to come
I love you, and you know it :*