‘I asked for it. I did.’

India Today - - EXPERIENCE -

SHARANYA MANIVANNAN, WRITER & POET, CHEN­NAI, 31

Iam a nasty woman be­cause I asked for it. I did. I opened my mouth and said: “What you have told me I can have will not suf­fice.” When I’d had enough of be­ing told that I was too much, I stopped be­ing afraid to ask for more.

I am a nasty woman be­cause I wanted it. I did. I wanted to take fire by the hand, while they stood there threat­en­ing me with smoke, not know­ing what

I had kept warm in my belly through the per­se­cu­tion of cen­turies.

I am a nasty woman be­cause I did it. I did.

You thought that I couldn’t, but you must have known I would.

I am a nasty woman be­cause I said Yes. I am a nasty woman be­cause I said Never.

I am a nasty woman be­cause maybe (be­cause maybe) loud laugh­ter and quiet re­silience, heart-for-a-com­pass and “never-mind-my-beau­ti­ful-be­hind, have-you-tak­ena-look-at-my-beau­ti­ful-mind?” are nasty—and maybe that’s just the kind of woman that I want to be.

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