“Oh, she is a feminist

You know what I mean”.

They call me out

On being one.

As if it is a disease like AIDS

You know what I mean 😉

As if I was bitten by a mosquito and got the condition overnight?


Remember at a wedding when you were only nine

And that uncle kept staring and purposely brushed past all the time

Or in the bus, that old man kept touching between your legs

And you were only six.



Remember when you bought a very expensive watch

And in a great excitement

Showed it to your best friend

And she meanly asked,

Who gifted?



When a friend says you know what

You must compromise a bit to be married.

Whereas the same friend tells a male friend

“Oh, he’s just not liking anyone.”



When your parents tell you to act dumb

So, the guy does not feel intimated.

Or they tell you to laugh low

So, he can feel high.



Stop doing it

Stop asking your friend who she is dating

When she already told you, multiple times, that she’s single.

Do you know how it feels?

To be second judged on every opinion

Only because you don’t have one of those things

Between your legs

Or more so

Because you proudly say

That you are a feminist.

So, stop

Just stop calling yourselves feminists
Because it's not just about rapes, equal pays, and glass ceilings
It’s also about these little things.
And may you realize someday
That it's not about man and woman
It is just about being human.