VERSE| I AM THE MAN

How many more of our girls will it take in its perverse, rabid death grip before we as a society change our attitudes to the way we bring up our sons? This is for Noor, Qurat-ul-Ain, Saima and the countless nameless others that we never get to hear of.

I am a man
I was born the only son of the family
I was born in the arms of plenty even when scarcity surrounded me
I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth even while my sisters shared the dregs of their copper bowls
I was born with the mantle of privilege and opportunity cloaking my lusty body.

I am a man
I grew up learning that I was better than my sisters.
I grew up knowing I was special.
I grew up expecting the world to be my oyster.
I grew up demanding that every whim and every fancy be fulfilled as naturally as I breathed.

I am a man
I know I am one of the special Male Fraternity
I know I have a world of unique advantages in my patriarchal homeland
I know that I can let my unbridled desires carry me on strong, brawny wings
I know that I can have anything I want.

I am a man
I take what I want every time I want it
I seize what my heart desires whenever it feels thus inclined
I possess by true means or false, whatever I covet
I destroy by any means I can that which I cannot have.

I am the man
I am the man who wanted a woman who did not want me
I am the man who was insulted, offended, livid at this dismissal of my desires
I am the man who then ignited the flame of his honour and masculinity
I am the man who avenged the unrequited heat of his loins

I am the man
I was born with the mantle of privilege and opportunity cloaking my lusty body.
I grew up knowing I was special.
I knew that I could have anything I wanted.
I destroyed by any means that which I could not have.
I am the man who ended her.

Published by Mahvash K. M.

A wandering “desi” and a corporate chicken who’s flown the proverbial coop is what I currently am. Have chosen the sultry island of Sri Lanka for my wandering/ experiential activities. Writing something- anything really, has been on the bucket list for a great old while. Finally putting some pixel energy behind the cause! This blog is about a wide gamut of stories, opinions, ideas, characters, storms in teacups, extraterrestrials, food for the soul (and some not so much), space (of the cosmic and personal varieties), cutting edge psychoanalytic analyses, and sunsets (Dysania-struck so probably no sunrises!) – all presented to you from a wide array of coffee shops across my modest globe-trotting sojourns. Here’s to enjoying the ride together! https://www.facebook.com/Mahvash.Moht/

2 thoughts on “VERSE| I AM THE MAN

  1. Hi Mahvash,
    Dare I ask what inspired this verse? I have to ask as I am an only boy among five children but can’t quite see myself in the story…🤔. Could it because my father died when I was nine.? Or maybe it is not without exception..!!
    Hope you are well
    Mahiman

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    1. Hello Mahiman, I’m glad you can’t relate! I think this kind of brutal patriarchy is more an Indian subcontinental issue (Pakistan/ India/ Bangladesh). This particular narration is inspired by too many stories that we hear and that just die away because of our shamefully ineffective, disjointed justice system. Here’s the latest one of these tragedies: https://www.dawn.com/news/1636837

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