Sunday, July 19, 2020

The Ocean and the Teacup




The ocean gladly filled the cup
The cup gladly received

The ocean was happy giving
The cup was happy taking

The cup tried reciprocating
But, it could only offer a full cup

It was all it had
It filled itself to the brim
But, despite, its best efforts, the cup could only offer a cup

The ocean graciously accepted
Careful to never point out that the exchange was never or would ever be balanced

Till, the cup brazenly announced it was giving as much as the ocean if not more.
The cup accused the ocean of not being deep enough, wide enough, generous enough.

The ocean wept
It grieved for a bond that maybe never was or should have been.

But, the ocean in its graciousness realized that the cup was confined by its essence.
Its essence and capacity was limited, narrow and small.

The cup remained confined by its nature
The ocean remained the ocean.....



Saturday, July 4, 2020

The Misogynistic Feminist



I see you. You enter a room full of people and only feel comfortable around other men. You feel masculine cracking typical women bashing jokes, jokes of the poor victim husband. In more serious discussions, your real sympathy always lies against the women but you are careful not exposing that in case you are judged.

I notice the deep disdain in your eyes, your tone, your body language towards strong, empowered women. You keep it well concealed under the disguise of being a liberated , progressive man. But, try as hard as you may, your superfluous misogyny makes it way out.

In a strange twisted way, you also respect these same women that you know you cannot intimidate or impress, whose self worth makes you feel less, who see through you. Maybe because they have embraced their masculinity and femininity while you still struggle in being masculine and detest your feminity. Maybe you envy them because they are the men you will never be.

I understand your dilemma as well. In today's world of women rights, gender equality, etc; you really don't know how to recalibrate your true opinion of women with what is the socially and politically correct thing to say. So, you even go to the extent of exonerating yourself by claiming you are a feminist, pro women rights and how highly you think of them. But, that is what raises a red flag. Real feminists or empowered men don't need to make such claims. Their attitudes, lives, and relationships are living proof of it. You pretend to be a feminist but you are in fact quite a women hater.

A very unusual and yet authentic test I have found to see whether a man is really progressive or a misogynist is how he treats and behaves with his in laws. It is the litmus test since their true conditioning is revealed here. The misogynist struggles and often detests forming real bonds of love and respect with his in laws. If he does, it is a superficial facade which is easily shattered by the garbage he utters about them to his wife in private and heated arguments.These men feel threatened by anyone or anything that empowers their partners. In their mind, a women's only purpose is to satisfy and serve their primal needs of food and sex.

The misogynistic feminist will throw you off. He will even "help" around the house, "help" with the kids, the dishes. He will speak publicly of how men should be involved. But, don't be fooled. He is "helping " which means he is doing it out of the goodness of his heart, it is subject to his benevolence. At core, he doesnt believe any of this is his responsibility. This is evident by how much appreciation and recognition he expects for his help and how he expects you to be indebted. But, nothing the partner does will ever indebt him. If provoked, his misogynstic masculinity will loudly announce his true ideas of gender roles and equality actually inequality. His only responsibility is to earn money. So, it is very simple: The house is his, the home is hers.

In prior times, these men were easily detectable. They could proudly expose their beliefs on women and it was a sign of masculinity. They were referred to as Male Chauvinistic Pigs ( MCP). But, in today's world, the visible display of such chauvinism will only alienate them, socially disgrace them and be looked down upon. So, the new and more insidious breed is the Misogynistic Feminist who exudes the vibe of being very progressive, they look and act very Western in their external appearance and ways , they say all the right things about women rights. But, to know a man's real opinion of women, carefully assess their relationship with their mother and wife. In these core relationships, the mask comes off and their real self is exposed.

The misogynistic feminist is not a random creation. These men come from a lineage of chauvinism and having seen women being suppressed and oppressed . They rarely had any strong, kind, empowered male role models around them while growing up. They grew up with fathers that humiliated them, looked down upon them and made them feel worthless. They were subjected to rage from their fathers and extreme compensatory coddling from their suppressed mothers.

I know that beneath all this misogyny concealed with shimmering feminism lies a hurt,unloved boy with very low self esteem. You were stripped of your self esteem by some primal figure growing up . You mistakenly try to feel masculine by repeating the cycle. But, to heal, you can't repeat the cycle. You must break the cycle.


With Empathy and Objectivity,
The Opposite Sex




By: Hiba Tanvir



Friday, June 26, 2020

Virgin To.....




I saw what it did to people
How it made them cruel, harsh
How their faces would change
How the eyes became inflamed with ego
How the words emerging from their mouths would never be able to be taken back after being launched
Forever they would lodge in someone's heart,soul or mind.

I saw the satanic power of this force
How it rendered decent people into soulless beings whose only purpose was to win at any cost.
I saw how respect and love died in those moments of rage never to be fully resurrected again.

But, more than that, I saw how intangible words wounded relationships and memories.
The extent and gravity of which the enraged will never know or fathom.

Maybe that's why I chose to be a virgin to anger. I never felt anger. Maybe sad, maybe wronged, disillusioned, maybe hurt but never angry.

For anger also protects you.
It catalyzes you to act, to react, to speak up for your humanness, to establish boundaries.

Maybe that was my virtue and my vice
My strength and my weakness that I only let anger flirt with me. I let it caress me for a bit but I never allowed it within me......






CoVid 19: The Virus that Exposed Us All

After watching the world respond to the virus, many fascinating facets of the human nature are exposed. This is not a virus that responds to the typical human tools of self defense such as shooting,bombing, killing, bullying, lynching, enslaving, discriminating. It exposes our most core ideas of humanity,responsibility and risk taking.

Many months in and we are still perplexed by how this virus operates. The only certain thing we know that we can do to protect and limit transmission to and by ourselves is wearing masks and social distancing. It forces us to make tough choices such as refusing to go for retail therapy, attending a birthday party, standing 6 feet apart. It exposes what each of us considers "essential".

Even though the virus is indiscriminate in who it infects,the elderly are much less likely to survive it. So, it really requires us to think outside of ourselves and of others. I'm young and might only have a cold if infected but because of me and my inability to be bored, I may be the cause someone loses a loved one.

This virus exposes the most vile and selfish aspects of humans. People think freedom of choice means to do as they please with no regard for others. This pandemic is a reminder of our inter connectedness and shared humanity. The choice of one affects not just one but many. The very individualistic person struggles with that idea and chooses to not wear a mask, or not pay heed to social distancing because it is inconvenient to them.

How we behave in relation to those who are more vulnerable than us is an important indicator of our morality, God consciousness and compassion.  By showing no regard for those with underlying health conditions, the elderly; we reveal an important facet of who we are beneath the facade of righteousness,  morality and goodness that we may portray to the world.

Everyone seems to be lying about how many people they really are meeting. It's the social norm to say ,"we are only meeting 2 friends " but in fact the 2 is actually 20. 6 feet distance becomes 6 inches.  The virus also tests our honesty.  Be honest in sharing how many people you are meeting so the other person can make an informed decision before agreeing to hang out with you.  It's not fair that I'm being socially responsible only to suffer because of a dishonest social animal.

Being socially responsible and thinking of not just yourself is a function of the more evolved human mind. Assessing risk, modifying behavior based on our surroundings, cause/effect analysis are functions of the executive brain which are typically not developed in most.

In a strange way,this virus is very revealing of how truly selfish,vile, intelligent,  moral and responsible we are.

My 8 year old stopped going biking while we waited for test results of a family member because he said, " I can't risk other kids getting sick".  He is one of the only kids that wears a mask while biking with other kids.  If an 8 year old can have that level of social responsibility,  why can't grown adults?

Stay home, wear the darn mask, avoid gatherings of more than 5 people, keep 6 feet apart. Really, how hard is it? I'm sure less hard than burying a loved one even if it's not "your" loved one.



By: Hiba Tanvir 

Thursday, June 18, 2020

Bit by Bit



It is never sudden
Rarely dramatic
It is bit by bit

You lose yourself
Not in some grand fashion
But bit by bit
A bit of confidence there
A bit of strength here
A bit of hope there
A bit of hurt here

Some hurtful words there
Some unshed tears here

It seems negligible
Too little to matter

Like a glacier melting
Piece by piece
Losing itself
Never sudden
Rarely dramatic

You also find yourself
Not in some grand fashion
But bit by bit

A conversation here
A quote there
A good book here
A lingering comment there

Like the ocean
Drop by drop
Finding itself
Never sudden
Rarely dramatic

Bit by bit
Piece by piece
Drop by drop


By Hiba Tanvir