Madamas' Monologues

Our TV stations are not crying rape anymore and the fiery canine barks have died down.  The rape season seems over and the boyfriends fed up.

Rapes of all hues have happened after the star-studded delhi rape, but none of them have had the oomph to get on prime time.

So now we learned that women comes cheaper if they are not your family member, that mother is the costliest, followed by your sister and wife, and that it does not mean much if she is your lover.... and of course girl-friends come cheapest.

Delhi is not a city that is new to rape.  So what caution did our bravehart couples take when they decided to go for a movie that night in delhi?  Did they factor the risk of trouble under the cover of darkness?  Did anyone ask this?

Do we take our wives to city parks and marine drives to smooch and cuddle her in the open?  So who are those that rape the cityscape with their PDAs?

Indian madamas had shown us placard that said "dont teach us how to dress, but teach your sons not to rape," and not surprisingly there has been quite many takers for this.

Wearing a burqa surely touches the raw nerve of "liberated" women.  They say it is very regressive and they also argue that a maximum coverage dress like burqa or a saree is not 100% rape proof.  Now does that mean wearing a minimum coverage dress makes the picture better for women?  ... how is a woman's "liberation-ness" related to liberation from clothes?

Babe, you are bold, brave, liberated, and modern only if you drop your clothes.  What kind of logic is that?

So we have come of age and accepted that being stupid is very fashionable and with a tinge of commonsense-less-ness you could be an icon or even a braveheart.

The delhi crowd was amazing, but do those numbers represent India?  Well then will you accept the opinions of our babas, minsters, and Bhagwats if they rope in a bigger crowd?

I have a question to our flauntophilic madamas.  What would you do if your prospective son-in-law announces that he would like to lay you rather for your curves than your daugther irrespective of her impressive assets, portfolios, inheritance, and resumes?

You dont see it coming when Abhishek Singvi, ND Tiwari, Gopal Kanda,  Mahipal Maderna, Kunjalikutty, Jalish Khan, PJ Kurien, Sushil Sharma are thriving in the ruling party.  You dont see it coming when the victim and her friend lay on the road naked and bleeding, yet no one from the public came forward for help and now only the police is to be blamed.  You dont see it coming when women want to do what they want and end up having those pregnancies, not supported by their families and boyfriends, and our madamas make their valuable presence felt in our underground dance bars  to make both ends meet.

There is nothing called immoral now a days, because even the mention of the word 'immoral' offends women who do "what they want" to fund their "what they like" liberated lives.  Coincidentally, if you are interested, service providers would come to you in flashy cars and bikes and show you folders full of photos categorized into college students, aunties, NRI wives, divorcee, working girls, models, serial actress, cine actress and a rendezvous facilitated subject to full payment.  Yet, we dont see how men have all the fun by getting women to have a derision for morality, by getting women to be liberated.

You dont see the hypocrisy when bollywood bigwigs who run Indias couch casting wholesale dealership came for delhi braveheart photo shoots.  Did Preeti Jain show up there, heard that name?

When grease oil was splashed on a lady teacher during teachers strike here in kerala, our madamas were missing.  Was it respectful?  When party cadres of one party pee'd on women supporters of another party during election campaign the wide traps were tight shut why?

The likes of Arundathi Roy will attend only rape scenes that would assure her at least a 1000 camera clicks.  Did she ask the maoists why they rape tribals and force sterilize them during her adventure trek to maoist bastion?

 
Heavily wide-mouthed women activists of Tamilnadu are mute as sleeping kitten when Tamil films ship only the fairest Punjabi girls with biggest thighs for heroine roles.  What should a Tamil girl think of herself when Tamil boys prefer to drool at those imported fair bellies?

..no one seems to have problems if "women" show up in our films only for item numbers and masalas.  How many actresses would have a place in Indian cinema if not for their fair thighs, bellies, and boobs?  What have women chairmen of film censor boards done to stop women being displayed as "item girls"?  Can any "woman" in cinema deny couch casting?  Isn't it true that you have no problem being the "keep" until it gets exposed or unless you felt he has been "keeping" you for too long and/or has not paid dividends?

So you let these men do it filmy style, and when get caught it becomes "the smallest thing" ..and yet how many of our braggart women went close enough to him to throw a high heeled at him or sent him pink chaddies? or have these women braggarts come forward to check out what went on during Vijay Mallya's nasty parties?  Where are the Arundathi ammas?

 

What is common between mallika sarabhai, arundathi roy, and meena kandasamy, the courageous women who preaches to indian women about how to live?  Their failed marriages, what else...and why are indian women being taught by these failed women on how to be a good woman and how to run a family?

..and how many of these highly-educated, enlightened women and their male well-wishers and colleagues have fought against sleaze that demeans women, protested against printing pictures of wardrobe malfunctions and who and hows of being snapped panty-less?

Sunny Leone in Siddhivinayak temple and Poonam Pandey in Kumbh Mela is where Bharath meets India and gives future Indian moms an idea how to get their daughters their dream break.

Madamas still have no clue how they are being groomed.

'Cause every woman in here, ever since you were … every guy you met has been trying to f*** you. That's right. Women are offered dick every day. Every woman in here … gets offered dick at least three times a week. Three times a day, shit! That's right, every time a man's being nice to you … all he's doing is offering dick. That's all it is., said Chris Rock.  When boys take you to a pub late night, you dont see this reality.  “Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.” said Oscar Wilde.  For the flaunters, the pub goers, and party freaks these men are crazy right?

We are told blondes are dumb.  We don't have blondes in India, but arent our madamas equally dumb for shouting and thinking from their vaginas?  Dear..what is the fuss with indian rapes when you have 100 times ours happening in UK, and no fuss?  Your hyperbole left even phoren magazines gawking.  So what is itching you really?

It needs no more proof to realize the reality that our cities are not safe.  In being so, isn't it more prudent to do what is safer than push our women into danger by asking them to test the efficiency of govt machinery with their lives?  Or is our madamas wanting to dress what they want, whenever they want, go where they want, however they want, without or with anyone they want inspite of all these tragedies proving the chauvinists right who believe women are not good enough to take care their own sacred life even?

When Mohan Bhagwat stated the Indian women vs Bharthiya women stuff, there were scores of indian madamas who let loose their wide trap to voice their crap.  Where were they when the First Class Judicial Magistrate Court ordered the police to file a case against Amrutha  who beat up her eve-teasers in kerala.  Where where they when, Sangeetha, an actress was showered abuses by a traffic policeman in broad daylight? 

.. or when an Orissa policewoman was beaten up by a mob of 100s of congressmen.  This police woman is someones daughter, someones sister, someones wife, someones mother  ....  did Arundathi ammachi hear of her?


 
These inconsistencies in the heat period of women activists' conscience suggests that its explanation lies elsewhere.  It depends on what itches you, where, and when.

Some of them have their assets to flaunt, who get the itch to flaunt, and get a high when they get those safe drools from dropping jaws in those malls and coffee bars.  Some are so adept in wardrobe malfunction on demand.  So any demand to cover up itches real bad.

Some of them have some grasp of English, who get the itch to write, and the thought that every page for them is a step closer to becoming a la Arundathi Roy gives them their high.  Some are candid though that their column only has a shelf life of 2 hours before it lands in the chana wallahs trolley.


Some of us have a wide trap, who get the itch to rant, but you cant just rant about everything, so you wait for your kill and puke it if the kill can take all your templated ideas you have built up over the weeks and months you lay waiting.  A good rant is their vent.


Some have a pen drive full of downloaded files, it itches to act when you have read enough, you take your car keys when you know there is a crowd that shouts your kind of slogans and gives your fill of high.


All have the same right to walk free in the forest, but a wise antelope will always keep a distance of many gallops from a napping Jaguar.

If Delhi cop says it is not in his power to police every single woman at 3 a.m. you hate him.  Will you love him if he admits he just does not have the resource to get a policeman on that street at 3 a.m.?  Does the fact that daytime in Delhi is not safe for women make them take safety at night for granted?  Just because women find it erroneous to think that a male-companion is a must have for safety make her rebel against this idea and toy with danger herself?

India fares very badly, among many other things, in rape statistics too, faring a poor 100 among nations of the world.  Authors of foreign magazines who watched our braveheart protests were fluxomed at the passion in Delhi as Indian men are not known to be amorous enough to be credited with such frenzy.

 India nor Indians have any obsession for violating vaginas.  What we see and hear today are just the offshoots of general decandance that has gripped our nation.  Corruption has gone to unimaginable levels and inefficiency has been perfected under the watchful eyes of the corrupt that hapless men on the streets are too meek to take on the babus, and with devil-may-care attitude of our youngsters towards others as well as themselves, who now really cares about drunken driving, molestation or a rape?  Is molesting ever a news for us now?.....  or is molesting okay?

Which of these women do we eulogize daily on TV to help our boys respect women?

 Slowly but surely, we have to learn to come to terms and live with this.  Death penality is good and may deter a few, but low conviction rates and buyable police and inept politicians will hardly help a rapist reach the gallows.

We have fallen for sure, not just the men, but women too in equal measure.  Accept it, for truth is bitter.

We dont see how we have allowed to degenerate as a society, we dont see how we compete with each other to degenerate by denigrating ourselves and others. 

Nothing better speaks the truth than the meme below put up by native indians of USA.

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