I read this article on Jezebel this morning. You should take a look at it, too.
It depicts a few minutes in the life of a woman; specifically, a woman on the subway. In a nutshell, it gives you this “trapped animal” feeling – a cocktail of apprehension and fear… and I couldn’t help but feel that I wished I had it as good as she described.
Not to downplay the experience of this particular woman, or that of women in the United States, but as much apprehension and fear there were in those four or so paragraphs, they were nothing compared to the neurotic, paranoid, hyper-alert lifestyle that we as women lead in Khartoum. Sadly, that is not an exaggeration. The idea that not only are you being watched, objectified and dehumanized, you are also being judged and condemned for every conscious (and sub-conscious) action you make is an ever-looming one in the minds of many women here.
As you can imagine, this makes for quite a tense life.
As always, I can only speak about my personal experience as one among the many diverse experiences of women in Sudan. But with the addition of this rubric to the blog, I hope to also share the experiences of others. So women in Khartoum (and elsewhere across the country), send your stories, your experiences, your feelings.
Show them what it’s like to be a woman in public.