At the end of the day

Is the emptiness called tomorrow

And everything seems to change

But it is different kinds of same

And I will not hide anymore

While everything is ablaze


Sexism, Feminism, And Rape

Despite claiming to be in a modern, civilized world, one can find patriarchy in any nook and corner. Yet, many choose to stay oblivious to it or pretend it does not exist. We see too many women being treated as childbearing machines, sometimes even as property. It is depressing that such an ignorant and brutal mindset prevails, even preached by other women. Is it nature or nurture? Do some human beings have a radio in their head insisting men are the superior gender and women are mere cogs? I do not claim all men feel or behave so. Some men believe and fight for both equity and equality. But the fact is, an alarming number of men treat other genders with nothing short of contempt, mockery, and condescension. It is normal to hear, ‘you are behaving like a girl’ or ‘he is a guy, so it is okay.’ It is baffling that this behavior provides an ego boost. What one can or cannot do is not gender-determinant! A specific gender is not by default stupid, silly, dramatic, crazy, bossy, or possessive. We are different beings with our strengths and weaknesses, and none superior – Barrack Obama, Demi Lovato, Giorgio Armani, Elliot Page, Jessica Alba, you, and I. All alike yet different. None of us deserve to get subjected to discrimination.


A Life To Live

At some juncture of our lives, we reach a point where it physically and mentally hurts when someone is good to us without any expectation in return. It could be a stranger or someone close to us. We fear it because their intention is nothing beyond an expression of goodwill. We cannot bear it because we do not feel deserving of it – to expect and accept. It stems from our deep-rooted belief that if we let it sink in and feel great, everything will inevitably go wrong, leaving us worse than before. Essentially, it is the baggage of our past. It is easier to believe that we are not to live a good life. It feels against nature to be respected.


The Confined Word

There is a word in the English language
That I choose to not use
Because I know I cannot mean it when I say it
Alas, none of us could really
Yet, we find ourselves using it quite often
As though we have truly attained it
Or even felt it with no strings attached
Our usage of it is more aesthetical or hopeful
For we cannot mean what we do not know
And the progress of something is not the achievement of it


Sometimes Suicide Means Freedom

I have been thinking. Suicide to mental illness is essentially death to cancer. Just because you have the latter does not mean the former ought to happen. Cancer has chemotherapy and everything that follows suit. On the other hand, mental illnesses have therapy and all that comes with it. You cannot fault a person who has cancer for being unable to get better with chemotherapy. Nor can you fault them for dying as a result. You do not say, “If only X had tried harder to get over cancer.” or “If only Y thought about their loved ones and healed.”. They have given it their best. Nobody’s first choice is to fail. So, should mental illnesses not be treated with the same care and attitude? Because guess what? They want to live as much as you do, despite the never-ending chasm inside them every single day.