"Do you write a blog?" A question that scared the shit out of me! Yeah, being a writer and not having a blog is the most haunting thing ever, especially if you have a set of friends who keep pushing things at your end. So I finally decided to own a blog of my own and hence wrote this, all of it.
A lot of things are running across my mind, as if thoughts are having an adrenalin rush! I never thought writing a blog, a personal thought sharing space, could be so mind boggling; not for a person who blabbers all day at least. Well, I got to write something for today's entry so I shall not miss a chance to speak about the current anti-rape outrage spreading in the city.
Whatever happened to the girl in the bus was horrendous and horrifying. But, it was just one incident that got noticed out of the millions of such cases. Let us narrow ourselves down to our everyday lives and think how many times we get raped. Yes, we get raped everyday by the group of guys in our colonies who stare and hoot at us, leave alone whatever we are wearing. We get raped by the auto drivers who while taking the money tries to touch our hands. We get raped by the people in the metro sticking close to us and feeling our bodies. Markets, malls, offices name a place and you can find the trails of exploitation. According to 'the great men's theory' 'women are like a piece of junk, a gratifying meal, an object on which they can vent out their frustration, a subject where they can prove themselves to be superior in power, an object to sabotage on'. The most fascinating feature about the theory is that even Sigmund Freud couldn't develop such a psychology about us!
The plight does not end here if you think. Who do you believe is responsible for this? Do not bother yourselves to guess it. It's us, Of course! Why do we wear what we wear? Why do we speak what we speak? Why do we roam where we want to roam? Why are we out be it whatever time that we are out? It simply boggles down to the question; Why do we even live?! And trust me, adhering to what people expect us to do we are already made dead. No, not literally, just the cognition abilities, emotions, dreams, wishes should die.
The society is sleeping. The system is sleeping. Perhaps we are sleeping! We need to brace ourselves and bring forth an awakening by telling those men out there(read @%amp;&!! and *&@#$%) that however delicate and amiable we might be, we are not gullible enough to fall under you in any circumstances. We are not weak to not be able to rise against the sin that you commit. If fighting is the only option left then we must get ready to fight it till the end.
I say goodbye, leaving you guys with a feeling of mutiny. I hope if not capable enough to bring a revolution, the feeling surely has the potential of initiating it.
P.S - I have all the respect for men who do not come under the category of rapists and eve-teasers. Do not feel offended if not belonging to that category.
