APPARENTLY, A SLUT!

“You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.”

I love push up bras, lace panties, and desire hot men! I don’t find anything wrong with a flat stomach, in fact I find it great. I love working out and naturally gravitate towards fit people. My love for make-up is never ending. If I had my way, I would contour every fucking time I step out. No, I am not trying to conform to any standard. I just love all of it. And I do it solely for my own happiness. I am not jealous of beautiful women, they inspire me. And there are many like me. And often, you name us either bitches or sluts.

But who is this ‘You’? You are another insecure man, and another insecure woman.

There are things about us that you don’t know of. We are capable of holding intelligent conversations. Many of us love books. We get promotions for our professional abilities and not for the vagina. And sometimes your shallow intellect freaks us out. The way you use your pea sized brain to stereotype everything is beyond our tolerance. We don’t always feel the need to blurt out our opinion to seek attention. Yes, we believe in working rather than preaching. You think we are bimbettes, which says a lot about you. You can’t see us climbing the ladder of success, because you think ‘those bitches can’t be bosses’.

There are so many ways in which we are different than you, and sometimes better than you. We choose to show what we are. We have the guts to embrace our flaws. We have the heart to accept the flawed. We look for creativity in imperfection. We live! We enjoy! Not that we care much about what you think, and we are vocal about it. It might sometimes burn you to see us enjoying on our own. We don’t need a man to boost our confidence. And that’s another reason why most of us are single, not because we are sleeping with your husband. We are disgusted by infidelity, and won’t encourage advances from a man who has committed himself to someone else. We are extremely passionate, but would never settle for a man, who is not man enough to accept our individuality.

Yes we are feminists, and we are rational thinkers. We don’t mean male bashing when we talk about feminism, we mean equality. We have an unparalleled love for a gender equal society. We would go to any extent to break the shackles of patriarchy. And we would not stop even if you call us various derogatory names, we really don’t care. We don’t envy successful men and women, we love them. We appreciate different views and opinions. The one thing we dread is misogyny. The way you derive pleasure for being the reason of someone’s failure annoys us.

You see us smoking or enjoying a drink, and jump to a conclusion about our character. You either think we have loose morals, or we are trying to be men! But we don’t want to be men, because we take pride being women! You always talk behind us, because you can’t talk to us. We are never going to oil your fragile ego for acceptance. You know that you are afraid of us; you know you can’t face us. You hate it when we don’t beg for your approval or appraisal. You conveniently call us feminazis.

We are no extra ordinary women, we are normal human beings. We are not on a mission to shoot every person opposing us. As every human being we also have flaws, and we work on it. We are ready to accept and rectify every time there is a fault on our part. We love men, men who are willing to be with us the way we are. We love men who are not intimidated by our independence. We want men who want to understand us and not change us according to their fancies. We want to love and to be loved, but not at the cost of self respect.

The next time you feel like calling somebody a slut or a bitch, I hope you feel ashamed of yourself!

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