About Aurora Lexica

I grew up thinking I am too broken for the world. Turns out, the world it too broken for my orderly self.


My Story

All through my life, people told me I had a very wrong way of thinking about things.

You don't understand the situation!
You are so insensitive!
You can't understand anything, can you?

I lived my life trying to prove I wasn't wrong.

They must have misunderstood me, I thought. If I can just explain it better, they'll understand and support me, I thought.

After all, it didn't make sense why I'd end up gaining respect from such people who'd told me how wrong I was earlier. People who came back and treated me like an old friend though I was never aware of our friendship even existing.

Before going back to being cold all over again.

After years of my futile battles with the mankind, I realise why I've always been so weird. So different. Too idealistic and yet too capable.

I wasn't saying anything wrong. I was saying something they weren't supposed to realise until much later.

I wasn't not understanding, they were not accepting.

Basically I was speaking the truths people never wanted to admit out loud, until they sacrificed something to learn the lesson.

I see humanity as this spoilt teenager who has always been blessed with the finest toys, the rockets and the nuclear bombs.

The teen may not know it, but these fancy toys are helping humanity end humanity.

Knowledge is not a curse in itself, it is only a curse in the hands of ignorants.

I doubt anyone can read through my articles without offending themselves.

But I hope that this effort helps open up your mind to the possibility of different possibilities' existence.

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Beyond Bobs and Vagenes: On the Misfortunate Life of the Creature Known as a Desi Woman: Part 2

Last Thursday, I released an article exploring how we treat half the population responsible for birthing you and me.

Read it here.

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Today, I delve into the meaning and significance of a woman, the reasoning behind her नाज़ुक (tender) existence and how this frail flower needs to be respected by even a man with balls in today’s world.

Note: I edited the article a bit and changed the language as per the feedback for the first part. Do share your opinions on this one.

Do you know what a woman actually is?

“How can you appreciate what you don’t even have the capacity to understand?”

So said Lestat de Lioncourt (in Interview with the Vampire)

Most of us don’t know enough about women to truly appreciate their existence.

Except for their boobs and vagina, the rest of a woman is seen as a man.

This may seem a small revelation, but it explains why men compare women to themselves so easily and scoff at them because they are ‘weak’ and thus below them in their unconscious minds.

Women are indeed born gentler and more nimbler than men, we are not strong and muscular or even practical at times, but emotional creatures.

Our bodies are fragile oddments, a man can lift heavy, work heavy and be built rough and tough, but the body of a woman is limited in comparison to a man’s because from the very beginning of its existence, it is customised to nurse the posterity, not fight men’s battles alongside them.

This explains why women are seen as inferior creatures in an imaginary championship most aren’t even aware of.

This ignorance is so widespread that our previous generation of women intentionally bowed to their male partners and took everything with silence, because they were taught this same cocktail of ignorant and harmful ‘reality of life’.

Perhaps the most evident signs of this deep-rooted ignorance are the myths around menstruation, an essential biological process thought of being ‘impure’ and ‘dirty’.

In India, only two types of women are respected:

  1. A mother

  2. कंजक में बैठने वाली कन्या (Girls who sit for kanjak)

At the cost of a woman’s monthly health who may or may not become a mother one day.

But even this respect is कहने सुनने की बातें (only for talks).

Have you never heard of a girl child or a dadi ki age ki women being raped in India?

The biology of menstrual blood

It is surprising how the same men who want nothing more than to put themselves beneath a pussy will avoid women like a plague once she starts leaking blood instead of cum.

Menstruation is the sign of a fertile woman, but during periods, a bleeding woman is avoided just like a woman who does not bleed or birth is during the shaadi matchmaking season.

Mothers are respected because they birth mankind, but chutiya is still a gaali.

There’s more to a woman’s body than boobs and vagina.

But a female body doesn’t just suddenly sustain life to give birth to these fools one day.

It prepares its whole life for it.

It is also this cycle that gives her body the frailty and imbalance everyone looks down upon this gender for.

One of the most irksome ignorant elements are the ones who remark, ‘इतना क्या दर्द होता है?’ (How much does it even pain?)

If a man’s body were to produce an egg every month, used a substantial amount of the incoming nutrition to prepare for an egg which may or may not be fertilised during the month, and contracted every month (sometimes similar to a mother in early labour) to ‘throw’ out this nutrition, I highly doubt they could continue living their blissfully ignorant lives.

The hormonal cycle, the constant ups and downs of the chemicals which affect happiness and give rise to the ‘drama’ women infamous cycle.

The ‘impurity’ that flows out is the nutrition-rich lining of the womb, and you need not take my word for it.

Mix 1 part of the blood with 9 parts of water and watch a plant bloom with life and rigour.

How emotions keep the world together

As mentioned earlier, women indeed are more emotional than their male counterparts.

There is a difference, however, between emotional creatures and emotional fools.

My mother suffered from domestic violence till she was diagnosed with psychosis, a result of the incessant trauma to her mind and body.

Had she not been so emotional, she would have left the house without me and my younger brother long ago, to deal with a father crazed with his powers as a household head he never really deserved.

My undesirable existence might have vanished without a trace, had my mother not protected me out of emotions, over the cost of her own mind and body.

I could have died and you would never be able to read this.

I am also a very emotional creature, and it is out of these emotions that I jumped in every time to protect my mother from him.

My brother was too young to understand the situation or take a stand, but if he had taken the celebrated masculine route to power, I doubt there would be anything left to call a home.

Thankfully my brother grew up a far gentler man than my father (hopefully due to my influence as well), and he moves people with music, the same I do with words.

We are both against this irrational battle of the sexes and influence people’s emotions, connect with them at their core and move them to establish peace.

A far more practical way would be to punish our father, take up a road and stalk the streets to take out every stalker, harasser and eve-teaser.

Sound familiar?

This is what the bajrang dal does to everyone who dares to display love, not apathy for women publicly.

Without legal boundations or emotional thinking, these ‘masculine’ men are spreading hate for the very thing they claim to protect.

Spoiler alert: There is no future for me to talk about here

Our country today is suffering from an abundant lack of critical thinking, which is why we have insults like:

“हाथों में चूड़ियां पहन रखी हैं क्या?” (Are you wearing bangles?)

“लड़कियों की तरह क्यों रोते हो?” (Why are you crying like girls?)

“लड़की हो क्या?” (Are you a girl?)

But a country that worships Durga and silences women doesn’t need more steel.

What it needs is Saraswati: the courage to think freely, analyse ruthlessly and speak fearlessly.

No country can face the future while abusing the very women who birth it.

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8.9 fr daamn bro nice yaar i love it. This novel is very close to becoming a standout work in the realm of dark fantasy or gothic fiction. It feels like something that could have come from a collaboration between Neil Gaiman, Hiromu Arakawa, and Kentaro Miura. With some improvement in pacing, a tighter structure, and a bit more variation in tone, it has all the potential to become a cult favourite.
That aside, I really love how verbose you are.

It is beautiful.
A little more absurd and it'll feel like im texting Douglas Adams
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Aurora Lexica is among the few impassionate people I've seen who's eloquent at describing a heinous ill in our society. Whether or not you agree with her, do give her a read.
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What you have written is a very profound piece of insight into the psychology of rape. Please don't be demotivated by the comments calling it AI generated, even though it was AI generated there is no way AI could write something with this much sincerity. I really liked reading this article, thanks for sharing it with the world. I hope you keep on writing such things and I really hope that some people get awareness from this article and help someone in not being a victim.
— Reddit User
While reading the text and especially the description of the said scene, I was really feeling disgusting or awful or whatever emotions to be frank I can't really describe, but you may be able to comprehend what I want to say.

After reading your beautifully written text or message. The "losing control over your body and somebody taking control over your body and using it like a toy" is a very new perspective about the said problem and maybe it will help in future to identify some potential rapist so that a prevention can be taken up before any incident may happen.
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This is very well written, OP. You have done a commendable job of educating people about the grim nature of the crime and the possible psychology behind it. I may not know or agree with all of it, but as someone with women among my loved ones, I agree that their safety is always on my mind. Almost every single day, when my messages remain unread for a suspicious length of time, I experience a sudden surge of adrenaline, fearing that something untoward may have happened.

As Daniel Sloss said in his show, not being part of the problem is not enough. We must actively be part of the solution.
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This is very well written and your line about unison of the act really shook me. Made me realize the gravity and roots of the problem.
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A very strong piece which may unsettle some people but will make every reader giving them a harsh reality check. It's high time Indians shift from questioning the victim to working towards catching these monsters.
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Such a beautiful piece of writing, I hope more people read this.
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The points you raised were soooo valid, blaming the victim is actually true in our society.
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We need more people like this.
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Wow. This was the most beautiful piece of writing that I have read in a long time. Very well written, well researched, good points were raised. Like the part, every rape that is not punished celebrates the rape culture. This was really good. 10/10.
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Crazyyy. Thank you for posting this. Please post same content on Reddit as well with relevant subs and on Quora as well. This should reach everybody.
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I'm not really good at reviewing things, all I can say is it did move me.
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It's a nice blog, very differently written. Since medieval times, patriarchy, rigid social taboos, restrictions on nudity, low status of girls, and the unequal upbringing of boys and girls from childhood have reduced women's freedom and contributed to crimes like rape.
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Well it's very aggressive but I understand why. It must get frustrating. Also made me think about… my own behaviour. I will try to be better. That's the goal isn't it.
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Yesterday I was telling about you to my friend who is also in that book group. I said she's my childhood friend, and he was telling he's very amazed by all the stuff you write. I loved it too, but my attention span was short, so I just read it like overview.
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