A satirical poem written on the International Women's Day, dedicated to all the women ... and men
The prevalence of male chauvinism, the hypocrisy being shown on Women라이브 바카라 Day and the complacency shown by women in enjoying/celebrating this day led to Milind Bhawar, who calls himself an engineer by profession, an atheist by belief and social activist from core of heart, pen a poem on the International Women라이브 바카라 Day. Originally written in Marathi, “the sharp and piercing” poem is translated into English by scholar, writer and human rights activist Anand Teltumbde
Hey You Women … Don’t Mess With Us
Why all this chatter?
Haven’t we given you a day—
A whole global day in your name?
Now sit quietly …
In 1907, in America … in 1917, in Russia,
You led revolutions with the fury of workers
And won recognition in 1977 from the UN—so what?
We, men of the ‘Vishwaguru’ nation,
Are a league of our own.
We lost you in gambling,
Yet made you a goddess of wealth.
We kept you uneducated,
Yet made you the goddess of wisdom.
And while we violate you every day,
We worship you as the fierce goddess of war.
Buddha knew that the Dhamma,
Which could have lasted a thousand years,
Would fade in just five hundred—because of you.
You were the Eve who led Adam astray,
The prophet라이브 바카라 concubine, wrapped head to toe in black.
And for the Hindus,
You are nothing but a sandal under their feet.
What do you even own?
Without Shivaji, would there be a Jijabai?
Without Jyotiba, would there be a Savitribai?
Without Ambedkar, would there be a Ramai or Sharada?
See how easily we twist words,
Reducing your sky-high achievements to dust.
It라이브 바카라 an art we men have mastered well.
So I tell you—
Don’t mess with us.
Take what we give, be silent,
Your Women라이브 바카라 Day is over now.
Go back to your kitchen, your laundry, your chores.
Milind Bhawar (Panthers) works as consultant at Air India-Tata. He writes against religious and caste atrocities