Badawiya theory 1: Segregation breeds contempt among women

I’m sitting in the waiting area of a hospital. I am so disturbed about the story I was told yesterday about a man “doing” a chicken. I look around me; everyone is wearing abaya min fog al ras Kaman, baragee3 and niqabs. I am observing the way things are happening. I never liked crowded places. I think now I remember why. It’s just that I don’t like to see or hear what disturbs me. A form of self preservation. Don’t get me wrong, I am very flexible, I can be with anyone , anywhere at anytime and in any situation and shine like a star. The “darling of the crowd” , a master . of diplomacy and disguise. Yes I can be anyone. A blessing yet a curse. I am still waiting for the doctor, I hear the women shouting at each other, ordering each other around, feminism is lost in a jungle of women. Venus does not exist. Segregation brings out the worst in sexes. Maybe coz there is no one to impress? There is no one’s affection to win and even if there were, no one would know who the hell is being nice anyway ( coz of the cover) and so it’s pointless. Sighhh
As I type in my laptop, like some kind of alien from another planet. I can almost feel the piercing, ambivalent yet cautious eyes of the curious around me. But you know what? I also still feel the motherly aura and innate goodness of these women. I sigh. Something I’ve been doing a lot lately.