I mean, it's so mundane. I walk out and my eye wanders to see who is ahead of me, behind me, when a bike is nearby, when a car has music blaring, when someone appears out of nowhere, when I hug my giant purse to my body and put my head down and walk and Realize that I don't care anymore. If you're coming for me, then I have the right to know, lift my head up and show you that I belong here, I deserve to feel safe and that I am not going to give you the power. If you leer, I will ask you what the problem is, if you stare, I'll gesture to you and ask you what you want, if you sing or whistle, I will stop and look and wonder at you and if it persists, I will ask what you think you're doing because This is how I've lived my life. Worried and scared and never at ease and always alert and that's what everyone told me to do. That's what every woman is told from birth... To never engage the public at large. Even if I'm not wrong. I got flashed at in Trivandrum. Full blown masturbation at noon in a bus station at MG road. Dude. I can't tell you the rage that built until that day. I was 22. I was told when I was 4 not to sit on any man's lap. Probably younger but I didn't get it. I didn't know. You didn't too, probably. It happened to me. To me, too. #metoo #yesallwomen #ibreathefire #ideserverespect #wealldeserverespect (at Bangalore City)
