Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Being a "FEMINIST"

"You are a feminist" Those words should
evoke a sense of pride, acknowledgement
sadly they are used as an insult
insult to all people who dare say
something different, different to defined norms
"You won't celebrate karwa chauth"
what feminist bullshit, says one
"You wont cover your head up?"
tell this feminist nonsense to anybody else
feminism is/was/will be against the patriarchy
not against "Men" or "society": Please Note
and against patriarchy is a fight of ALL
it harms men in an equal measure if not more
Feminism is not a fight about RELIGION
for it fights against dogmas of all religion
Its NOT a fight of women, or by women
its where all in society participate against the unjust
its for liberation- thoughts,ideas and actions
its for women to speak, do and think
as desired not as per conformance
to the "designed" rules of the society, religion
Its for standing up for yourself,
claiming your rights and living as equals
which sadly our religions say is not so
but what if that line was erased?
what if that is something that god desired?
what if the holy book that I read
my interpretation told me so?
Feminism is something that is a cause
a cause to say a woman's life is NOT
about marriage, children and husband
its about HER, her choices
and if her choices are these only
then that is also a choice
its about a chance at equality
not for a privileged few, but
Its a way of thinking..
that I am proud of..

Saturday, July 9, 2016

A Trip to chikmaglur

Chikmaglur..reflection of Banana Tress
When the light green leaves shines
as the droplets make them shiver
the unknown song starts to play
as the color green flows like river
Unripe green coffee beans
The dance of the rains in the monsoon
is like the unknown whispers
they tell a story known yet mysterious
they slip like sand through my fingers
Banana leaves in night
In darkness they glow like fireflies
young green against the black night
the forest celebrated the love of rain
the mountains breathe in the breathtaking sight.
Areca nut tress chikmaglur

Friday, July 8, 2016

Its Development

The breezy darkness of evening surrounded me
As I fight to write my feelings
feelings of anger, sadness and desperation
I lost a childhood friend
the friend who guided me, laughed with me
heard me out, when no one had time
who hugged me without any asks
and let me rest on it
The tree, my friend, my guide
It was cut today, for making parking space
I screamed out loud, "Its a murder"
They replied back smirking, "Its development"!