OMG.
i just have to say this...
for all you saying that Krishna's love is pure and his intentions are good but they come off as wrong...ok so be it. I even accept that.
I accept all his intentions are pure and he loves her a lot.
BUT some of these statements don't sound like they are from people in the 21st century, or are coming from people for whom the age of enlightenment and reason never happened? What happened to basic CIVIL rights. Like Locke and Rousseau and Voltaire spoke of?
It is her RIGHT not to love Krishna...
It is her RIGHT to be angry...
It is her RIGHT to yell at him
And
It is NOT HIS RIGHT to take away someone's freedom of mobility by stalking her.
It is NOT HIS RIGHT to take away the freedom of privacy by walking in to her family affairs
It is NOT HIS RIGHT to take away her right to speak the truth, or limit her freedom of expression because she is a female.
Let us SPEAK OF BASIC CIVIL RIGHTS! Because someone is trying their hardest to love you doesn't mean YOU HAVE TO respond.
If you are married to someone DOESN'T MEAN you have to eventually give in to them and just settle with falling in love.
We are in the modern age, NO means NO. NO mean I DO NOT WANT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU.
And every person's civil freedoms should be respected.
Okay so Pratigya didn't speak after the 2nd rape attempt...so WHAT?! does that mean we can get angry at her and Krishna's act is suddenly justified. Do you realize this is happening to her the SECOND time...most women when that happens, are afraid next time he may just follow through on his threat and rape her, so they try to keep quiet and follow the plan, hence why she was like "what should we do at the pooja?"
He hit her (and yes not very hard, but he threw her and pulled her hair...and i am sure many of you women supporting him wouldn't be like oh ok well at least he didn't hurt me too bad and so i will just forgive him.) ABUSE IS ABUSE.
NOBODY has the right to touch somebody else without their permission (husband or not) in today's democratic society.
We are speaking about civil RIGHTS people...civil rights, which are being taken away here. It doesn't matter if she instigated him, it doesn't matter how much he loves her...
IF SHE SAYS NO...its her right and he should back off.
Thats ALL.
A poem about civil rights based on the very strong Joan of Arc- basically means...I HAVE THE RIGHT to do what I want to do, I HAVE the right to say what I wanna say and believe what I wanna believe.
Today, May 30th, Joan
of Arc was burned.
She was 19 and
when she died
a man saw white doves
fly from her mouth.
Joan was born in 1512
between Lorraine
and Champagne. Joan
was raised on legends.
Merlin said France would be
lost by a woman and saved
by a virgin. Joan was
not an adventurous girl, not
a tomboy, but very dreamy,
good, stay-at-home,
the baby of the family.
Joan never got her period.
Reprinted from Poems from the Women's Movement,
edited by Honor Moore.
American Poets Project 28 (Library of America, 2009),
pages 201'202.
Copyright 1982 by Eileen Myles.
Reprinted by permission of the author. Originally published
in Sappho's Boat (Little Caesar Press, 1982).
She heard these voices
in the bells, she saw angels
in colored glass. She believed
the sun moved around
the earth because that's
what she saw. She believed
God wanted Charles VII
to be King of France
because that's what Michael,
Catherine & Margaret told
her when she listened to
the bells. Her father
said he'd drown her
if she didn't stop this
nonsense.
She was 19 years old
when they burned her body in the middle of town
while she was still alive. A white dove
came out of her mouth as she died.
Four hundred and thirty-one years ago today.
A dove leaped right out of her mouth.
ELLA'S SONG
(Lyrics and music by Bernice Johnson Reagon
Sung by Sweet Honey in the Rock)
- We who believe in freedom cannot rest
We who believe in freedom cannot rest until it comes
Until the killing of black men, black mothers' sons
Is as important as the killing of white men, white mothers' sons
That which touches me most is that I had a chance to work with people
Passing on to others that which was passed on to me
To me young people come first, they have the courage where we fail
And if I can but shed some light as they carry us through the gale
The older I get the better I know that the secret of my going on
Is when the reins are in the hands of the young, who dare to run against the storm
Not needing to clutch for power, not needing the light just to shine on me
I need to be one in the number as we stand against tyranny
Struggling myself don't mean a whole lot, I've come to realize
That teaching others to stand up and fight is the only way my struggle survives
I'm a woman who speaks in a voice and I must be heard
At times I can be quite difficult, I'll bow to no man's word
We who believe in freedom cannot rest
We who believe in freedom cannot rest until it comes


