To All Peeping Toms

Disclaimer: This does not generalize all male species. However, if you still take offense, then clearly you have the tell-tale signs of our average peeping Tom.

A furtive, sweeping look. It has the same effect as music. You like the opening beats- you’re going to listen till the end. You like what you see- you’re going to gawk till she remains in the vicinity. And then you can’t get it out of your head.

So just keep it down. Enough said. This is not going to be a long-winded rant about restricting your visual field nor a DIY-curb-the-inner-pervert-in-you. Resisting the temptation of checking out everything that moves is human. As Nouman Ali Khan puts it- “Lower your gaze because you become less of a human every time you stare at a woman…” Ouch. Male ego sliced and butchered in a single sentence.

And when Allah says “Lower your gaze”, then it is doable all right. And guess what else happens when you ogle- apart from losing all shreds of morality that is. You get discussed on the lunch table as “the creep” who has no life. Over giggles and biryani. And no matter what you do, the name sticks.

Worse- if you are that Jami’at guy (or apparently religious looking) caught glancing at a group of girls in your university, then there is no hope for you. They crucified you a million times over in the Girls’ Common Room.

And if on some fateful day, you catch female heads turned your way-

Something must be terribly wrong with your outfit.