Women are quite literally just one unfortunate event away from being "disposed" in ways Sharmila Rege explains. Just one photo away, one overhead phone call, one glance at a protest site, one emotional outburst, one unfortunate event, one presence at the wrong time/place away.
I can't fathom the intensity of dual lives women are forced to live. The amount of energy, patience and sanity that goes into everyday calculations to not let our conservative families know about our true selves, about our work, about our political inclinations. It's exhausting!
To give an account of every hour you spend outside home, to elaborate our whereabouts every now and then, to explain why we are choosing to do/not do a certain work. To prove your worth at every step. To keep fighting in every single sphere of our lives, with no space to rest.
It's humiliating to take permissions to live our own damn life and then be made to feel lucky that we've been "at least" ALLOWED to do this much. It's tiresome to be dead cautious of every single step we take, for the consequences are too brutal to bear.
More power & love to each one of us for persisting regardless of odds, for resisting every single minute in ways uncountable. To keep living when every other thing wants us to be dead, at least dead from the head. Maybe one day we don't have to do any of this. Till that day! ✊🤍
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