WARNING: Negative (depends on how you see it, though) things ahead.
Or trying to breathe, I got out of the schooling center and was greeted by the kind, fresh air. Fresh air is the best friend of asthmatics like myself. But I was angry at myself for not being able to get much done in class, even though I was sick.
I walked on…..
And then a miracle happened:
I felt like a person. Why? No men was staring at me today! dance No, not even one freakin’ man! Oh yes! The freedom! I wanted to dance in the midst of all these men but that wouldn’t do much good for me 😛
Let me explain why no men stared. Two words: It’s Ramadan. In the month of fasting, if any men stares at women with lust, their fast breaks (Yipee!). Everyone is fasting because it is obligatory for a spiritual detox and to grow our sympathy for the hungry.
NO F-ING MAN, NOT EVEN THOSE OLD ENOUGH TO BE MY FATHER, STARED AT ME!!!!!!!!!
Not one. Nope.
Me: Mom, it’s like, I was a human walking among them. And there were so many of them! I was walking through a CROWD of men! Not one stared! :’D
Mom: These men should fast throughout the year, and not just for one month”
Me: 😀 😀 😀 😀
I felt like a f-ing human for once. It’s one of the thing I love about Ramadan. Every year, in this VERY special month, those of the sexist ones have to curb their objectification. Hee!
I know some of you think I am weird for celebrating such a thing, but have you lived where I live? Where you get harassed even when you cover your-freakin-self up? When you have to cover yourself even in the crazy, hot summer? Speak now!
Yeay! It’s a party. It’s the, and I warn you I will be very blunt (OK? Don’t read if sensitive!), “Recognize ‘Pleasure-Objects’ with your mother’s and daughter’s genitalia as humans too!” time. Yep. I have the right to say this if those damn misogynists don’t have the decency to not appreciate this simple, little fact.
Anyhow, I am mentally celebrating because this temporary “evolution” of these types of men from seeing women as objects to their equals until the fast, IS something to celebrate. It’s a rare thing here, people.
Thank you for the time!