Happy whatever day it is today

Okay… I know it’s been long since I have posted anything here.  It is so good to be back, atleast for me. So today when I woke up I suddenly got bombarded with messages wishing me “happy women’s day”, I swear on holy whatsapp that I have not received these many messages even on my birthday. My fever shot up when I saw everyone ranting about women and respect, even on the facebook and other social media platforms. Oh how I loved to scroll through it! Ofcourse, even if im sounding rude any normal person would not have taken pains to read all this garbage (I repeat, garbage) same garbage every freaking year. WHY????? So this particular post won’t be a ranting about women rights, the number of rape cases and domestic violence cases that have happened and are still happening even though there is a huge circulation of whatsapp messages respecting women, or about how valuable and hardworking a woman is or how you should state yourself as a feminist or “I am not a feminist but I respect women” just to sound really cool.

This blog post is directly from the burning insides (no not acidity, just to sound very poetic) of a common blog writer who is a woman. So why did I get mad about this entire drama that is happening on the 8^th of march. It is because, every damn year “only” on the women’s day I get to read messages of equality, superiority and respect. The rest of the days it’s all the same and I feel more terrible when I see women posting messages to gain respect. I mean, dear women, you do not need attention on this particular day, you need attention every damn day. The men who post about respecting women spend the entire year objectifying women upon their looks. Dude please objectify me on the basis of my IQ and intelligence. But no, they just cannot, because it is rightly said that “intelligent women”, the women who are honest and the women who argue are the most intimidating.

I read somewhere that women are meant to be loved and not understood. Sorry mister Oscar Wilde, just because you were a famous writer you cannot be taken seriously. It is better for men to understand us so that we don’t need a particular 8^th march to make them realize that “hello we exist, shower flowers on us and then treat us like trash on the other days”. Understand us for what we feel and what we say. Understand us when we are PMSing and on our period so we don’t have to act and lie to you saying “we are not well” and leave it upon you to understand depending upon your IQ. Understand that if we say that we believe in “feminism” we do not mean to “dominate”, “insult” and claim a superiority over “men”, we want “equality” , “equal treatment” for not only our gender but for other genders too (LGBT and the rest). Understand that our minds are more alert than yours and we get alarmed way too fast and so we tend to hit the car breaks faster rather than being shady like you men and just break the rules, so we aren’t “bad drivers”.

I mean guys, we do not need a day just like you don’t, we all are humans, we belong to a superior race and we don’t need definite days to specify our importance. So for the next time you laugh at the sexist jokes, objectify women and end a line with “because she is a woman” (usual sweeping generalizations) remember that you were the ones who wished and made us great on one particular day. We are enough and happy without such consideration, thankyou.