Thursday, February 27, 2014

You, Why Don't You Just Be A Man?

By Sunaina Patnaik at Thursday, February 27, 2014 6 comments

Oh, so you just abused a woman!

You feel very masculine.

You must be wallowing in pride, right? Of course, you think you have attained manhood by behaving like an animal.

How many times have you come across a friend, who is having a hard time plodding her way out of an abusive relationship? A majority of women, all over the world get abused in several forms and it is quite appalling that despite a lot of initiatives, this hasn't reduced.

Of course, who takes initiatives seriously? You burn a candle in the name of the victim, walk for a while, take a pledge and forget about it altogether. 

You think it is alright to be abused by your man, best-friend, father, brother. You don't realize the gravity of the situation. You don't understand that, little by little, your confidence is getting crippled. Everyday!

Sometimes, you desperately want to do something about it. But you cannot! Because we live in a society where 75% of us think it is alright for a man to abuse a woman. He is a man, they say. He fends for the family and has his dilemmas, they say. If not the woman he loves the most, whom would he vent out on, they ask.

Pray, tell me, how? 

I am not sure why few men think it is their birth right to abuse women. If you are thinking it makes you look masculine and all that, trust me you are the most emasculative person ever. 

I am sorry that you are under the assumption that demoralizing a woman would make you masculine, superior, and all the metaphors that follow. Don't you realize that you are such a weak person that you cannot handle your own complications and you simply decide to disparage a woman by displaying your muscular strength? You are ridiculous! Accept it.

Women, your self respect can be damaged, you can be humiliated, you can be brutally hurt but nothing can actually take away what you are unless you succumb to it. And I hope you do not.

Open your eyes, and look around! Do you see those men who are chivalrous, civilized, and respect women? No matter how they are, no matter what they are going through, they choose to respect. They choose to love. They choose to protect. They choose to behave like men. 

Now, you!

Why don't you try to be a man?

Sunday, February 16, 2014

You Are High. You Don't Know It Yet.

By Sunaina Patnaik at Sunday, February 16, 2014 8 comments

“We were not a hugging people. In terms of emotional comfort it was our belief that no amount of physical contact could match the healing powers of a well made cocktail.” 

"You are high. Stop it now."

"I don't get high. I am perfectly normal. Oh, look I can perfectly walk with that 5 inch heel."

"Sure, you do. You walk with a panache."

Alright, this is one of those much cliched conversations that friends have. Drunk dialing, a weird habit, gives you mixed feelings. You feel miserable yet content; stupid yet happy; vexed yet pleasant.

The music keeps blaring in the background, some nondescript band, you feel a little buzzed and paint a hazy yet rosy picture of paradise. You feel ethereal. You hear your friends taking your name multiple times, and then one of them yells, "Someone snatch her phone."

Too late. The damage is done. 

"Save me." An unclear message that was sent from your phone to a stranger now. 

What? Just what were you thinking? Of course, in your defence, you weren't in the right senses. But did you just have to behave like a damsel in distress? Were you expecting a superhero to come rescue you? You retard! 

How many of us are actually familiar with situations like these? How many of us just don't give a second thought before doing nasty stuff when we are high? 

It is fun. I get it. You are young. You are meant to get wasted often. We all go overboard sometimes.

I have this friend who calls his lost friends only when he is drunk. He thinks it is fun. Little does he realize that he weeps the next morning! He confesses the little mistakes he has done. He whines about how the times have changed, complains about the quarter life crisis. Like most of us, the twenty somethings, he cannot clean his own mess. Sweet life!

The obsession of drunk dialing takes over you SO much that it gives you a whiplash. You wake up in the morning, your head heavy, your life disoriented, ashamed of the things you've done. It brings back all the painful memories of the past. Some tiny part of you, lost between the molasses of fat, or ugh, non-fat in your body wants to hold on to those memories, you go nostalgic, and whoa, you decide to humiliate yourself. Perfect! The bliss of getting alcohol in your body is all gone. It is not fun anymore. I mean look at you, you have turned into an emotional masochist.

But some lessons are meant to be learned the hard way!

So the next time you are drunk, cut yourself from the technology, survey the damage, and apologize. Let go of the things that make you want to drunk dial. They are destructive and not worth it.

Get a cup of coffee, laugh about it, and do some epic shit. I am certain most of the artists would agree with me on this, some of the best work is done when you are drunk, when your brain stops functioning, when you stop whacking yourself with practicality.

You get high.

You just don't know it yet.

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