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16th December 2012, a black day for India, its women, and few good men. You hear your parents say that it is safe for a girl to go out in the nights accompanied by a guy for safety. Well all that has been disproven on this day, that even a man cannot defend a girl and protect her. At least not when he’s hit on the head with a metal rod. How safe is your daughter? the word “SAFE” doesn’t exist when you are living in such a barbaric world. If you want your daughters to be safe, send them off to a forest filled with lions and other scavengers, she’ll survive for months. Send her to any metropolitan city like Delhi, you can forget the fact that you once had a daughter.
Who can brutally rape a girl, use her, throw her away like she’s a sex toy and leave her to die? These monsters were born to a woman, they are alive because of a woman, they have a physical entity in this world because of a woman. There is a word for that woman that comes with purity, she is called “Mother”. In this case, the 23 year old is no different because she could have been a mother some day and have had beautiful kids and lived a happy married life with her partner, but no! Those days will never ever come true for that woman. Thanks to these six barbarians.
Because I am sick of walking on streets at night and gazed by women suspiciously assuming that I could be a rapist. I want to share what happened to me after the Delhi rape incident.
19th December 2012,
I (Just an average, ordinary, everyday guy) was returning home from a friend’s house, it was 11:30 PM in the night. I saw a woman crossing the road over a crossing terminal. A woman, just few days after the rape took place and the whole nation hasn’t still gotten out of the shock. This woman is out at 11:30 in the night crossing an empty road. I was scared for her – she was crossing the terminal, to be more specific. She was crossing, you can Google this if you want, JNTU Main Road, Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh.
Got a screenshot attached if you want me to be more specific. Its pretty clear because it’s daylight in the map but, it was 11:30pm, and it’s Hyderabad and most of the roads are pitch dark. Now this makes me worry, why is that girl out in the dark at that time of the night? It’s fine, but I started worrying when she was crossing and there was this gigantic 16 wheel truck that was carrying lots of goods. See that blue color box in the screenshot? That’s where the truck stalled when the signal went red. Trust me that was the only truck, there was no traffic police, not a single person other than the girl, me and the truck driver and his crew. I saw the girl cross the road from the front of the truck.While she was doing that, I looked back to make sure that these drivers don’t say anything to her. But he pops his head out of the window and says something to her, I could hardly hear a thing or two. The girl was scared and she fled.
I’d never been this angry before, I ran behind the girl and tried asking her if the driver asshole said something. But she thought I was one of them and she ran even faster. I just wanted to know what he said to her. I know he asked her to get in the truck and he’d pay her, I just know it. I just wanted her to confirm that and wanted her assurance so I could kick the driver’s ass. I didn’t want to scare her so I just let it be. I walked back looking at the driver. He opened the door and started saying something, it was some language that I couldn’t comprehend.
I was angry, so damn angry that I turned into a monster that I looked straight up into his eyes and said ” Tu ek maa ko pehda nahi hua kya chutiye?”.
What did I just do?
The man dismounted from the truck and I knew he was chasing me. I was in trouble and I had to flee.That’s what I did, not caring if I’m being chased and not looking back. I reached home safely, and I hope the girl did too.
I don’t know what I did that night, if I was foolish or heroic. I seriously don’t care, but I’m definitely proud of myself for looking out for the innocent woman and making sure she was safe, she could have been my best friend’s sister. I don’t know if I proved that good men still exist, but all I care is that every guy should respect and protect every woman of this country and guard her with his life no matter what. Respect the women and love them with your whole heart, because there is godliness in loving, respecting and caring for the women.
About the Author: Pranay is a newbie blogger who blogs, not for publicity, but to express himself. This post originally appeared on his blog What Some People Will Never Understand