"I am a feminist," she said, gazing intently at the pastel blue wallpaper.
"So...you hate men?" He had propped himself up by the elbow and was staring incredulously at her.
"No!" she protested. "It’s not like that! Feminism is not about hating men. It means, it means-"
But she never got to explain to him what feminism meant. For even as she was searching for the words to make him understand, he had leaned over and sealed her lips with a kiss.
"I don’t know what feminism is," he whispered hoarsely, "and I don’t care. But I know you’re female...." His lips were now travelling down her neck and over her bare breasts. "And I know you’re feminine...." He sighed and let his head rest on her chest, listening contentedly to the rhythm of her heart, as she tenderly tousled his hair the way she knew he could never have enough of.
"Yes, yes," she muttered, totally confused. "But feminism doesn’t mean not being fem-" Her words were cut short as his smiling deep brown eyes pierced hers and she got crushed in a tight embrace.
"I love you, baby," he murmured as he rolled over on his side and pressed her hand to his lips.
"I love you too," she heard herself say. And she didn’t know why, but at that moment, as she watched him get out of bed to shower and get ready for work, she felt like laughing, sobbing and puking, all at once.
4 comments:
had wanted to write smethin like this for quite sometime...was not really sure about how to go about with it...the subtle way u hav gone abt with it is really good nd ur apprehensions about not conveyin the message is a bit outa place...but not powerful enuf to shake a prejudiced mind, i wud say.
oh thank you thank you thank you for that..that was a woman's soul laid out open! u really presented the confused love-hate relation a woman has with her partner so very well.
@sulfia: thank u for the feedback! :) glad u got d msg.
And as for shaking a prejudiced mind, let me clarify dat it was never my aim.i only wanted to portray reality as it is- the frustration of a woman caught between her feminist ideals and the MCP she sadly happens to love. he is a prototype of d chauvinistic male who, even wen he 'loves' a woman, is least interested in her intellectual side, that is if he has evn realised such a thing exists!
@niveditha: hi! first of all, thnx for visiting my blog. hope u enjoyed d stay.
nd m really happy u found d post meaningful. thnx again. do keep dropping in. c ya! :)
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