Feminist in love

Did I mention I am a feminist? Yes. I am! I am completely unapologetic about it as well. And I am in love. I am in love with life and living, with friends and food, with travel and people, with work and fun…and most of all, MEN.

Can the two coexist you ask. Can there be a non-bitter feminist you ask. There can be, I say!

noun fem·i·nism \ˈfe-mə-ˌni-zəm\


1:  the theory of the political, economic, and social equality of the sexes

2:  organized activity on behalf of women’s rights and interests


For thousands of men and women out there who could be feminists, but are not. Who would prefer not to be associated with the word or anything to do with it because of what a feminist is expected to be like. I want you all to stand up for women all over the world. Raise your voice against injustice to women- be it at home when your fathers disrespect your mothers, when your mothers treat your brothers better than you, when your teacher treats boys and girls different and so on and so on. Every time you stand up for women, it makes a difference. Every time you speak out against suppression it creates change. I want you all to call yourselves proud feminists. Do not be afraid to like and want sex. Do not be afraid to refuse intimacy, if you do not want it. It is about creating a world where women are free to choose. Now while we do all that, we can still live and love. You can still get married, have children, quit your jobs and choose to put family first. You can be a feminist despite all of that.


While we are at it, I will now introduce C- a dear friend and colleague, a feminist. C very rightly pointed out that feminism is not about creating brand ‘women’. C believes that feminism is definitely not about getting all women to have careers and strive for the same things. Very convincingly, C made me understand that strong women do not have to do identical things or aspire for the same kind of success. That we should leave for men to do. Women do not have to become like men. However, women need to be treated like how men are, like individuals, like human beings. We should keep fighting until we get there.

A life of feminism and love- like ‘I will never put up with sexist bull#$#$ anywhere anytime’ feminism. Like ‘Everything looks colourless, you can’t eat or sleep without that special person around’ love.



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