Yamini Parashar is pursuing her BA from Delhi university. She likes to write poems and observe things and is concerned with social issues. She identifies herself as a feminist and sees herself as a clinical psychologist in a few years. She’s been a part of a few poetry programmes held in her city.
I’m not an object I’m not flesh Meant to be eaten by your eyes My skirt is not too short No, I’m not your prey. I’m not an object to be the target of your gaze Don’t have that hungry look If my shoulders are visible to you under a piece of cloth Don’t look at my legs sitting in the class Just because you want your hunger to be met Because you want to feed your body. The principal says “Mind your behaviour!” to the girls No, I’m not distracting boys Just because my dress is short. No, my dress and my body are not an invitation. No, don’t mislead the world For God’s sake! No, I’m not inviting you Don’t watch me walking or Comment on my body I’m not eye-candy “You have a good figure!” you say. No, I do not need your validation and approval Touching my shoulder in the rush of the bus, No, I’m will not be an object of your harassment I’m not what you find me to be It’s my body and figure Not subject to your body and character-shaming Leave me as is I’m enough and more.
Opinions expressed are of the writer.
*This blog was first published on Safecity.