Mere flesh and blood

Hello diary,

I was watching a beautiful bengali series based on a novel by Sarat Chandra Chatterjee and felt myself being related to the protagonist. Throughout the series, the protagonist who loves her husband dearly falls prey to men who are only after the assets of feminism that she possesses.
Throughout the men in the drama have objectified her and have wolved down her pure innocence every second.

Women are delicate creatures. They are delicate not only mentally but also physically. Men use this against women and have for many centuries tried to overpower them.

Whenever a woman like me has gone out in search of love, she has always faced betrayal. She is told one story all the time - we have been hurt before. I really want to ask all the men - Have you been hurt? Really?

If they had been hurt, they wouldn't hurt another soul. Atleast I wouldn't had I been in their place. Do you think luring a woman into your dark caves, waiting there with a wicked smile for your prey to fall into your trap and love you like never before, whilst you sit there tearing her limbs apart, smeared in her blood of tears and then growling in victory because you earned another notch on your belt, does not hurt them?

Let me answer that - IT F**KING HURTS!

My male friends say girls are like cats and boys are like dogs because of the similarities in personalities. Well I personally feel women are like sheep and men are like wolves and their sheep skin is nothing but the web of lies that they have weaved with their words.

Well at least the men who definitely have a way with their words, are.

They give us blind hopes and expectations which will never, in our wildest dreams, ever come true. Such temporary people give us permanent scars. But who cares, we are mere flesh and blood with no name and no dignity waiting to be cooked in a cauldron set up by such vicious men in the world or rather the 'honourable men' as described by Shakespeare in his play 'Julius Caesar'.

But papa always told me that after Caesar died, he was more powerful as his spirit lived on and lit a fire in the hearts of the common men. Similarly a woman coming back from the dead is more powerful and more focussed in her life as she is no more a human. She is now a super human.....

Dedicated to all the women who have some day loved someone not worthy enough, too dearly.

Akankshya Panda