I recently stumbled upon Pooja Bedi‘s daughter Aaliyah Ebrahim’s Instagram and decided that I must introduce her to the world because she really is stunning. Surprisingly, that post of ours got lots of negative comments directed towards Aaliyah and Aaliyah has responded to the haters on her personal blog.
I came across a very nice post by Miss Malini that featured me. Everything within the post was very respectful and well said. And the caption to it on facebook said “Hi Bollywood… are you looking at this?” (can be seen at https://goo.gl/hY7QJy ) When I read the comments, my smile faded away. All anyone spoke about was how I was barely wearing any clothes, how I was just another “randi,” that “taking my clothes off” just made me an unworthy slut. That I was “porn ready,” not “bollywood ready” and of course the perennial “Indian girls like this are ruining our culture.” I took a deep breath and went back to doing what I was doing. My plan was to ignore it like I ignored everything else that brought even an ounce of negativity into my life. But this annoyed me and refused to budge from the back of my mind.
If my cleavage is visible, it does not mean I am giving consent, it does not mean I am “asking for it.” I am more than my breasts and it is unfair to let them define me.