To the man behind the counter :
I don’t get it. How is that you could remain casual and professional while charging for a chocolate flavoured condom to the man infront of me but fluster and fumble when I ask for sanitary napkins? And what’s with the whole ‘wrapping the sanitary napkins pack with newspaper’ before putting it in a plastic cover? I don’t remember seeing any additional wrapping for the condom previously purchased It’s not fragile or anything, Ooooohh! I get it. You are not protecting the pads but instead trying to save me from embarrassment from having to carry it around in public. That’s sweet but I’m not embarrassed to admit that I bleed. So should you if you think sanitary napkins deserve to be hidden. I’m a woman, for crying out loud. Don’t get fooled by the flat chest- a late bloomer,but a woman nonetheless. You can stare at me mortified for as long as you want but I meant what I said when I asked you to remove the newspaper wrapping.
To my grandmother :
I’m on my periods. I didn’t swim in a river filled with vomit, crap and garbage. So I’m sure you understand why I choose to ignore you when you tell me to not visit the temple when I’m on my periods since I’m ‘impure‘. I’m sure God understands.
And also, I’ll touch the freaking pickle if I want to, during my periods even though I dont like pickles just to show you that I can. And I will.
In my 20 years I haven’t understood the whole hype behind periods. Mood swings, cramps..those I get. The shame, the utter joy- these extremes I don’t.
Our culture celebrates and degrades periods. India, being India can’t make up it’s mind on anything. Do we support it or are we against it? Bah! Let’s just ban it. Oh we can’t? Then let’s not saying anything about the subject, because that will definitely make the issue go away. *slow applause*
The first period is seen as a huge accomplishment and family settled all around the world come to offer gifts and congratulate the girl. It’s so awkward since it’s not like we toiled day and night for this ‘reward‘. I was a stubborn girl who promised my parents that I would definitely run away from home if we had a celebration of any sort owing to the blood that the then-me equated to regular bouts of diarrhoea that can’t be helped. I’m afraid this didn’t stop my mom from calling up EVERY SINGLE HUMAN BEING she knew or had met just once to tell them that I have become a woman. Become a woman? What does that even MEAN? I don’t really agree that periods alone make you a woman. We all have so many precious traits that defines us that I find it insulting when someone insinuates that a girl becomes a woman after her first period. If we are doing that, we might as well start giving minimum breast sizes that confers you the status of being a woman. (I’m so screwed but so is my dad) I don’t usually dwell on periods but today that man behind the counter managed to convince me to write one.
From the bottom of my heart I ask all of you that cringe at the sight of condoms and pads(unless they are used ones..then ewwwww cringe away!) to grow up. Maybe I can convince my parents to throw you a ‘ Has become a man/woman’ party that they weren’t allowed to throw for me after you manage to do so.