Dhiya Choudary

A soft, moonlit space filled with lots of room for introspection on the nature of love, and the difference between love and possession. The social commentary on male entitlement is subtle, yet glaring. A woman is worthy of love and respect when she might be possessed by just one, but deserving of repulsion when she is possessed by all or chooses to belong to no one but herself. It is a rare and beautiful thing to see her dignity, even in the face of being treated like an object by the one person she hoped could see her as she was. And it is also a beautiful thing to see him wake up to the fact that she is a human being and not just a fantasy. The reasons for her “fall from grace” feel irrelevant to this story, and I’m glad it was left out.