Wednesday, 26 December 2012

Shave or Crave

This post is a part of the 'Shave or Crave' movement in association with

I took out a sword and thrust its glistening shiny tip on his chin.

"Wha.. what are you doing?" He asked, trembling with fear. I was angry, my eyes were red with anger and so were my cheeks from his constant rubbing stubble!

He squealed like a wimp- "Jana, why are you doing this?" "I'll shave from now on!!" Sweat drops surfaced on his forehead!

I was not ready to forgive. I thrust the sword a bit harder. A drop of blood came oozing through his skin! He shrieked with pain! I smiled. I was absorbing this revenge! It wasn't like I wasn't paining at all. But all the pain he had given me with his stubble was strong enough to make him beg for mercy.

I slashed the sword across his face! He shouted "aaa....!!" and it woke me up!!

It was middle of the night! 3 AM the clock read. I heaved a sigh of relief and was thankful that it was a dream. At the same time, I knew what I had to do. I knew I had enough. The sword hanging in our living room had found a purpose.

I waited for the morning. Secretly, I wished that he shaved and came. But, what has to be done, will be done!!


Women's Rights!

Deeply saddened and angered by what happened in Delhi! It's so unsafe to be a girl in Delhi!
I think it's about time women stopped considering themselves the weaker sex!

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