Men fucking scare me.
Now, some are going to go like, "it's not all men", " Are you also scared of your dad/brother/male relative?", "Another 'feminist' hating on men" and so on probably. Sure, it's not all men but it's always men.
I was scrolling insta when I came across a reel where a guy is complaining about how whenever there is a crime concerning a woman, we raise our voice and protest yet when there is a crime concerning a man, there is barely even news coverage. Which is certainly true and fair. But seriously, right now? Why is it that men always complain whenever people are trying to give justice to a poor victim girl?? I totally agree that whether men or women, all victims should get their justice but have some fucking sympathy instead of complaining?!?
Next, another reel where a lawyer guy was talking about women's safety laws and all, the comments? "Law for women, la*da for men". Well, why don't you go and take a look at the statistics? Maybe read the news daily, I mean the local one. Again, I'm NOT against men's safety, ofc no. It's just that, why can't men complain or raise their concerns without pulling the women with them? What do you want? The laws that are made for us (not that they're REALLY useful) to go nil??? Or what?? Equality? That is feminism. Fucking equality!! You don't hear a true feminist complaining, "why do men get paid more than us? Salary for men, chillar for women" or anything, instead it's "We want to get paid the same as that of a man." Again, I'm NOT speaking against men particularly, just the ones who feel enraged towards us just because we want to get treated as a human first, and equally.
I was talking to a guy friend and his attitude is, "Yeah what happened to her is TERRIBLE but hey, it's not like I can do anything about that? I would never do that and be a good person but that's all I can do, I can't tell the rapists that what they did was wrong and they'd too be like 'oh yes yes oops we did wrong' right?". Now, I do understand his perspective but sure a bit more sympathy and kindness won't hurt anyone?? He even has a sister!! And in the age of social media, anyone with a phone can contribute to some extent.
When I read the details of the case, my soul cried out. I can't even imagine her sorrow. Oh my goodness. My insides felt all queasy reading those gruesome details. All girls of all ages have almost experienced a bad incident with men. Harassment, molestation, abuse, assault, SOMETHING! So many cases everyday and so many more which don't even get registered. Rapes have become so common in India that unless and until it's something very gruesome, people don't even bother that much. It's always "What has it got to do with me" until it's someone you, someone who is close to you. 78 years of independence yet girls are still caged behind walls.
It's always "Beti Bachao, Beti Padhao", Beti padh toh li lekin Beti bach nahi pai. Why is it always "Arre voh toh ladhka, voh toh aise he karega", Voh aisa kyu karega?!?
Why is that ladhkiyo ko mana karte hai raat mein bahar jaane ke liye because it's not safe for her, lekin ladhke puri raat awaaragardi kare, koi dikkat nahi.
Why can't we just teach boys to respect women? To not just respect women, but to respect everyone? The next person is a living being, is that not a good enough reason to not be cruel??
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Ajeeb toh hai.
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hc that willscam wasn't made with hermie's memories. so when he asked who hermie was it was genuine because he would have no idea who that would be.
but he was made with the idea of hermie.
so he has this vague, fluttering ache, this groundless attraction. has the stage directions and nothing else. and everyone else has the script, sees the one he's understudying and all the ways he doesn't add up. he's pulled on in the final act and he's never seen the play before
so he has to know. they're in heaven, so he wishes that he did.
and then he knows. it's not quite like becoming hermie, not like hermie being reborn into a new body-- it's like a parent telling you a story of something impressive you did when you were younger that you had forgotten. it doesn't really change anything about you, but now you've incorporated it into your memory.
so now he has context.
now he knows the nameless shadow, the ultimate goal, the boy that died among friends but died yearning and alone nonetheless. he knows every stray thought, every mindless interaction, every rejection, every act and reality.
and he sees that boy and he understands him. feels his brightness and his bitterness and his love. (sees that what he was given when created pales in comparison.) he mourns for that boy and what he could have had and what he did and vows to carry that with him from then on.
and when he was brought back from the dead and got the chance that hermie never could, it solidifies.
they're not the same person, but he vows to carry the legacy that had once been forced upon him. vows to be more and have more than hermie was ever thought to. because they both deserve it.
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