I Am Okay With Your History. It Made You Who You Are. And I Happen To Be In Love With Who You Are.

Daily blog #7

[Saturday, 17 June 2023]

Today I moved back home from my grandma's. My home was a complete mess, so I had to spend half the day cleaning and I spent the other half sleeping cause I was so exhausted. I did some math in the evening till about 10 PM and then had dinner and prepared for sleeping.

Signing off

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Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. January 1925, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas

I don't agree with you. Feminism doesn't mean men hate in anyway. Feminism stands for equality in rights and opportunities of both sexes. Doing what men have done since forever will result in the same cycle repeating some day in the future. The point is to get rid of this notion of power being held by one of the sexes or one being superior than the other.

Forcing men into household chores and women into the outside world is doing what men did long ago, just roles reversed. The point is to let women who want to pursue a career, do it. And also, letting women who want to spend time on their families, do it without making them feel bad about not being the cool business woman she doesn't even want to be.(That too if her partner is okay being the sole provider). This should also be equally acceptable if the roles are reversed.

Ultimately, feminism seeks to create an inclusive society where everyone can live according to their own preferences, irrespective of traditional gender stereotypes, a society where choices are respected and supported without judgment, where partners support each other equally.

thank you, opportunity 

I know this sounds clichéd... But I'm gonna repeat it anyway...

'What we truly need to do is often what we most feel like avoiding'

There are stolen glances and subtle smiles, Maybe a fleeting moment, a secret serenade And for a matter of fact Just friends don’t look at each other like that

Never have I felt this wretched by a book, never! Being weak at heart I intentionally avoid reading disturbing books but I just couldn't resist this one. I finished this in two sittings, first half out of excitement of starting and the second half of wanting to see it throught the end. I had already been warned about part 3, but reading it was one of the most bravest reading I've ever done, NGL. Part 3 was so dreadful, treacherous, exhilarating I could feel a knot in my throat just reading it, I was literally squeezing on anything in hold to let the feeling subside. At points I felt I should just leave it but I knew it wouldn't leave me alone, so I saw through it. Towards the end I had developed major trust issues and just waited for how worse it could go, it did worsen and worsen but the two of them saw through it two, the third could not. I was numb. As much of a hopeless romantic I am I wouldn't dare to say all's well that ends well NOOO!!! I'd rather have them be seperated than go through all that they had to go through.

The worst part is that it's not just fiction, it's a reality of thousands and thousands of women around the world, it was the same 100 years ago and even today in not just war stricken Afghanistan but also in the society we live in. All the freedom and alternatives we take for granted would feel like heaven to those women. And calling out all the stupid illiterate donkeys who twist religion to impose their will on women, when they themselves know what kind of assholes they are. Prepare your excuses well for the day of judgement.

The fact that I am blushing giggling kicking air over old Bollywood romantic songs after years of very rarely listening to them says a lot about how badly in love I am right now 😩

I have now decided to just live by:

Ke maana iss duniya ki hu hi nhi, main apni hi duniya banaungi

(Maybe I don't belong to this world, so I will create my own world.)