Feminism

“Don’t wear dark shadesYou’ll look hideousIf it smears” she saidI smiled and consentedBecause I knewShe is disquietened aboutmy smutched mascarasthan my pale lips. I took a step ahead “Beta, tack your duppataselse it might get snapped by thorns”I grinned and took a step aheadBecause I knewhe cannot blame zephyr or thornfor rupturing me apartwhereas I…