Being a woman
Every woman is a whore
Or a potential whore
What does it matter
what the subjective details of this instance were
When the demons of past
raise their ugly head
they ask for blood
if its not people
at least relationships
the kill is not called for by need
and the dead are not eaten
the corpses are abandoned
left to rot
and fill the deepest niches in our beings
with their morbid stench
and then
I can be accused again
of being a woman.
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June 21, 2010 at 5:57 am
Every women is a mother
or a potential mother.
A sister, a daughter.
The minds of people are so corrupt that they don’t hesitate
to abuse their mother…
June 21, 2010 at 6:39 am
Thats exactly the point, Azhar… in case you missed the irony. When one woman is accused, or looked at, or treated as if she is a whore then every woman in the creation is a potential. Its interesting that you talk of mother, sister and daughter… what about the wife, the girl friend…?
June 21, 2010 at 8:50 am
These are the relations that i have with a woman, I dont have a wife or a girlfriend, thats why i missed the point ..
June 21, 2010 at 8:54 am
I mean mother and sister, not the daughter !
June 24, 2010 at 4:30 am
Powerful! Women can breathe for a few hours while those sated by the “honor” killings of our sisters lick the blood from their paws and sleep off their hangovers.
August 1, 2010 at 6:58 pm
Female supremacist man-hating rant to occupy the language of oppression which white bourgeois feminist have been doing in the West and are now being imitated by the their black followers like the blogger. Without taking the historical, socio-economic, genetic particularlities into account you have offhandedly labelled every man as a rapist or a pimp or a purveyor of prostituition – a socio-economic practice which victimises men as much as women and which sex-positive feminist refer to asl sex work and support as the inalienable right of the woman to use her body as and when and with whom she wants to. Would you support
Stop hating men for the historical socio-economic plunder unleshed on south asia, stop hating men for the choices women make and look into your own contradictory consciousness.
In the Female supremacist (feminist) terminology this can read following -
Every MAN is a rapist
Or a potential rapist
What does it matter
what the subjective details of this instance were
When the demons of past
raise their ugly head
they ask for blood
if its not people
at least relationships
the kill is not called for by need
and the dead are not eaten
the corpses are abandoned
left to rot
and fill the deepest niches in our beings
with their morbid stench
and then
I can be accused again
of being a man.
October 10, 2010 at 5:42 am
maybe saif should go to the land where pure islam flourishes and women know their proper place: saudi arabia
February 14, 2011 at 3:33 pm
ooh yea?
February 12, 2011 at 4:53 am
Touching words . After reading the discussion, I had feelgood feeling , more so… I felt relieved that there are people who are thinking….
keep thinking…. keep writing…
sanjai
February 27, 2011 at 4:43 pm
Realistic Expressions…..!!
May 13, 2011 at 3:09 pm
its our parent’s reputation in society that stops us to take action for rape attempts and feel fear of being accused for provoking our potential opposite sex. killing girls in gestation releives parents to face such consequences in future.
June 7, 2011 at 8:50 am
Your poem displays a deep sensitivity about human existence, in general, and human feelings, in particular. Some readers have unnecessarilly been provocated.
I consider that “a man’s” existence is no different, especially all struggling and working men. Every job is prostitution. The ego of your employer or your boss pierce you from all sides all the time. Sometimes you enjoy your rape along with your torturer and often display yourself naked in windows. But human existence does not have to be like this! This is not just because Neruda or Faiz imagined of such possibilities in their dreams (or poems).
Changing the topic. I have no idea why many of us “rich and progressive folks” end up loving the same set of poets and poems. By the way, how have you missed Habib Jalib?
June 9, 2011 at 9:29 am
Well said, Shashi. I wrote the poem in a go one day going over some of my own experiences and those of couple of women close to me. It has been interpreted in such diverse ways… its touching… i think you have triggered a new post : ) watchout and thanks!