Dark side of Feminism:-

Feminism, what does this 'ideology' mean? Does feminism mean that you support nudity in the name of modernism, or that you understand the importance of women and have respect for women's dedication in their behavior.

The current patrons of feminism do not see the way the body of women is being sold in advertisements. Why? Because they have to see it only! Whatever they will be able to do to see what they want to see, by putting a dagger of feminism on them. But if his wife, daughter or sister wants to come in that form then he will sit and cry. Their distinctive 'feminism' scales will then change. In today's TV serials, the way the 'his wife with him and his wife with it' tradition is seen with today's so-called feminist chatter, if his wife assimilates the same form of woman? They cannot possibly answer this question. And how will we give, when the subject of your home comes, then the big schools of fake doctrine are destroyed.

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