When you don’t care what the other person has given you, it’s called Haram.
Both men and women can be Haram.
My school teachers gave me, my parents gave me, my friends gave me. Even my country gave me its religion and culture. In India, there’s something called Janmabhumi (country of birth) and Karmabhumi (country where you labor). For me, both India and the USA are alike. I am grateful to both of them.
I know a lady. She has learned almost everything from me. And every time she meets me, she tries to learn even more. Never even once did I get a chance to learn from her.
Is she a Haram? Yes, I think so.
She didn’t get married because she didn’t want a baby. She doesn’t speak in the office because she may lose information. She doesn’t even tell her name because then people will curse her.
Jesus Christ. What a birth she has got. A burden on this earth.
She was extremely pampered by her parents. So she thinks the world is at her service. It’s a duty of the world to give her, and her duty is none.
Maybe I have met an ultimate Haram in this world.