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Are you a virgin?
Wait.
No, really. Wait. Don't answer yet.
Really. Wait.
Ask yourself.
Just how many times have you heard that question.
"Are you a virgin?"
As a woman in India. In a nation that worships sexual sacredness in its fairer sex, sanctifying it as a divine virtue, belonging to the likes of Sita, Sati, Durga, Kali, basically, the cult of "good" women. All dead, or imaginary, I mean. The kinds we don't meet everyday. In cramped tin buses, in spilling over metros, in modern offices, in ominously silent fertility clinics, in sweaty sabzi mandis, in darkened movie halls, in fragrant smelling parlors, in colourful children's parks, in front of yellow school buses, waiting to drop off their sleepy-eyed children, in glass ceilinged jewelry stores - places of natural feminine existence.
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