Have you ever how hard it is for us?
Arooj Ishtiaq
The fear we feel when you keep on staring at us as if you are seeing right through us.
The pain in our hearts when your voices echo in our homes.
When your hands are raised to hurt us.
When you try to touch us when we are walking all conserved.
When you take our smiles as invitations.
When you pass comments at us as if we are some public spot.
It hurts. It hurts a lot. It hurts that much that we get frustrated. We want to shout at you.
We want to punch you in the face to let you know we are not invincible to what you do.
For once try treating us as humans, not as a source of pleasure.
Fear
