Period Pangs
Hands trailing from the back and cupping my breasts…..and one squeeze…
“Stop itttt……John, What is wrong with you, stop touching me. My breasts are aching….Ohh!! my breasts, it’s so tender, it’s painful. You men are horny all the time and don’t want to know what a woman wants…”
“Sorry babe, are you upset? I didn’t mean to hurt you ”
“No, I am not, will you just leave me alone? I want to watch this movie.”
“Are you PMSing? Yesterday you wanted to have sex when I was all engrossed in my work ”
“Oh, why? can’t a woman be angry without a hormonal blast in her body? You all won’t think of your acts and would label it as PMsing…. First, look at yourself,” sound becomes crackly….“ Why do you always do this John, you don’t understand me”
“Why are you crying, baby? I didn’t say anything to hurt you. You were in the mood yesterday so I thought ”
“What did you think? Are you trying to say that I am over dramatic right? Am I horny all the time? Do you think I think of sex all the time? You are trying to say that I make things complicated without any reason,” sound cracks, and tears roll down the eyes.
“No babe…”
“Just stop it, John, I know what you meant” and sobbing continues…
Have you ever been in such situations where you feel stuck but you know it’s not your fault nor the other person’s fault, but you burst out from a bubble of emotions that are difficult to explain? And a change in mood is often labeled as PMSing.
WHAT IS PMSing?
People often label having a disturbed mood as PMSing, but it is not just that, mood swings, sensitive breasts, food cravings, lethargy, irritability, and sadness are among symptoms of Premenstrual syndrome (PMS).
This set of emotional, physical, and behavioral changes is seen differently in different women. Sobbing for a silly thing as to why is the cat pooping, to getting angry at someone for just existing are the switch of emotions seen in women, accompanied by body pain and discomforts.
“Hey!! Dude look at my back, is Kurti all right? Did you see any stains?”
“No, it’s fine…”
“Lemme go to the washroom then.”
But I feel like something is coming out of my vagina. Did periods start, no it can’t be, but what if it has come early…. Wandering in the thoughts of unwelcome guests, and finding a clump of white discharge is another day of battle with a warrior not stained with blood.
That wet feeling in your underwear before the actual period is on its way is gross combat to fight with. Every time you wash your vagina, it endows your hand with a watery discharge during ovulation to a thick consistency whitish discharge just before your periods.
Each discharge and change in the body gives you an idea of the phases of menstruation you are going through.
“Oh, baby, you are here? I was looking for you everywhere… ”
“What happened?”
“No, just like that, I was missing your touch.”
“My touch….? Yesterday one touch caused me the trauma of 10 hands-on you”, John smirked.
“It’s not like that John, you are my love, I want to kiss you”
And moaning starts increasing its pace as kissing boards its plane. Hands are all trailing down the navel to inside the trouser and exploring their way into the vagina.
Moaning intensifies, “Baby you are so wet already”
“If is it then let’s have a bang, I am horny as hell”
“Oh shit it’s blood, baby you have started menstruating….”
The mood was at its peak like a white shirt was ready from dry cleaning to be worn and now it was ruined like the shirt stained with ketchup.
A woman’s body has a fluctuating degree of horniness with each passing phase of her menstruation. Being horny at its peak level during ovulation to before and after the periods.
And the sex that she craves during that time will be no less than wild sex choking her but that too with “consent ”.
“Go wash yourself then.”
“Yeah going…..Oh shit, I forgot to buy pads, can you go and buy them?”
“Me..now?”
“Yes, you, now, just go” shouted angrily.
If that period had not come inside the door and just stopped themselves for a while just knocking at the entrance, it would have been a bang-bang for my vagina. But noo…
“Ouch”, It hurts, a muscle-crunching pain starts creeping up from the uterus and radiating to the legs and back, and here come the “Cramps”. The day that was supposed to end with hot sex, ended with a hot bag in the back and the stomach.
Those two days of Niagara Fall flow and the stained warriors who were martyred were out of the count, whether it was three or four pads a day burnt into ashes or thrown into the environment, the count was lost in the process of feeling uncomfortable.
A sneeze and cough in between floods the banks of Niagara Falls….
Pad or menstrual cup? A debatable choice of period days. Every woman is scared to put one in the fear of losing it midway out.
Menstrual cups are one of the ways of walking stain free and comfortably and are even proposed by gynecologists themselves. This is even an environment-friendly way of overcoming chaotic days of periods.
Two days of struggle turn into a craving for chocolates and junk that when not fulfilled feels like the most expected goal is not achieved. Tasting that one piece of dish that you yearned for so much makes your mouth as well as eyes water, as life feels like it has reached its ultimatum.
On the 4th day, when everyone is ready to retire and the vulvas start breathing air in their underwear, here comes the unwanted sputum of the vagina spit out as dark charcoal, staining those beautiful light blue panties.
In the process of saving another exquisite light-colored underwear, a warrior is placed who dies without a stain of blood and is thrown out in the dustbin as a used and assaulted warrior who was never given a chance to die at the war front.
“John….where are you? My love”
“I am here, sitting in the bedroom doing my work, what is it?”
“Do you want a treat tonight?”
“Treat? What did you mean?”
“I meant let’s have fun!!!”
The cycle of moods and pleasure peaks is like a ride on a rollercoaster. The levels of hormone changes in each phase of menstruation. The most messy phase of all is the menstrual phase, where warriors are martyred.
“From John, I am not feeling horny”, to feeling super driven up is the second phase. This is the phase of flowering where she is ready to have a bee sting it and take away its nectar, one of the evident horny phases of every woman.
“Oh John, you are looking so handsome and cute”, and the hand caresses his crotch and ends in heated sex. The journey of the third phase; the proliferative phase starts, where the uterus makes itself ready for the woman to become a mother or a naughty partner. A phase that witnesses a boost of enthusiasm surging through the veins.
“Oh, I am so tired I can’t bear it anymore.” The last phase; the secretory phase is accompanied by a drop in the happy hormone, and the real tug-of-war starts here, the sluggish sloth sleeps all day and feels low.
And the cycle goes on…..
