You probably don’t know me and I don’t know you too. But we did see each other on our way to some place, where you coincidentally seemed to go where I went. I’ve seen many like you, you’re no special. But still today I’m writing this letter to let you know what it really feels like when you call me names.
First of all, it is beyond my understanding that how could you tease someone who didn’t even come in your way or disturbed you for any possible reasons. I was minding my own business, I think you should learn to do that too.
Second of all, what kind of joy do you get by calling me with names like ‘sweetheart’, ‘item’, ‘jaaneman’, etc etc. If you are using these words for showing your affection. Then you’re doing it all wrong. Use of these words only make me hate you.
Third of all, what’s with you and your friends being your wingman? If it’s not you calling me names, it’s some friend of your’s calling me ‘vahini’ or ‘bhabhi’. I certainly find it pathetic. And to be honest, it is really hard to find who they are considering as their ‘bhai’ in a group of guys.
Fourth of all, following someone around and teasing them is not a way you’ll find a companion. It will be better if you try to show some class. Such behavior of your’s screams “I’m lonely”. Well when you get hungry do you go around the hotels or vendors, screaming food names like ‘ idli sambhar’, ‘vadapav’, the sellers will certainly slap you and kick you out.
Fifth of all, honestly I’m tired of using the same old ‘ghar me maa, behen nahi hai kya’ line. It’s old and it never works. So here’s what I do, I ignore you and silently pray that you go away.
Sixth of all, you never seem to catcall or tease me when I’m around my male friends. The fact that you respect your own gender more than you respect a female is disturbing.
I have friends and brothers who can kick your ass before you can even mutter ‘sorry’. But I’ve been taught to fight my own battles, and hence I never let them know about your shameless behavior.
You’ll keep on doing what you’re doing for a long time, but let me tell you, we’ve immunity for it. Sometimes, you use words that makes me hate the ‘aurat jaat’, but I’ll still walk ahead with my head up.
I just hope, someday when you have a daughter, nobody behaves with her the way you behave with me. Because no matter how badly I want to show you what it feels like, I’d never want it on anyone.
–Every girl who is catcalled.
Note: Haven’t been active for almost a month now. Feels good to write again!
Belated Merry Christmas to all you guys and a Happy New Year! Hope this year is what you wanted it to be!
Have a great day!