Her Feminism Was So Loud, It Drowned Out Our Friendship

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I remember the first time I met her — let’s call her Priya for the sake of this story. She was this firecracker of a person who could turn a boring day into an intense debate on social issues.

Honestly, I loved that about her. Conversations with her were never dull; she had a way of making you rethink things you thought you knew.

At first, everything was smooth. We’d hang out, crack jokes, share our random philosophies about life, and even discuss serious stuff.

But then, slowly, her favorite topic started dominating every conversation — feminism.

It started with little things. One day, we were watching a movie. The hero saved the heroine in a typical Bollywood fashion, and I casually remarked, “Classic hero stuff, right?”

Priya shot back, “You mean classic patriarchy stuff, where the man is always the savior? That’s what’s wrong with these movies. Women don’t need saving.”

I laughed, thinking she was joking, but nope, she was dead serious. I could feel the tension in the air, but I let it go. I mean, it’s just a movie, right? But for her, every scene, every dialogue, was a statement on society’s flaws.

Another time, I complimented a mutual friend’s outfit, saying she looked beautiful. Priya turned…