Delhi Gang Rape- A Mirror To Our Society

Hmm people have told me what not to write. My friends are telling me not to write. But if I don't how will I live if I cannot pen down what I'm feeling and if I don't how do I get it out? May be I am emotionally challenged. How do you say things to people when all you can say is big deep words and poetical lines which look like they've been lifted out of a book? How do you say it when you know that when you face people eventually, you have your "matter-of-fact" tone in place and not an emotion out of place? And why would people want to be burdened with you with what you feel? Everyone has enough of their own already. So I write. Because words can't talk back, because words don't need apologies and words don't judge or put me in slots. All very straight, sharp and strong. Correct posture - check, hair tied - check, hands clasped - check, voice straight and even - check. Now you can talk. Action.

For last few days people got an issue to discuss, to protest for their worth and even for their Facebook updates. A South Delhi Girl Gang Raped by six sick perverts. For those who missed the story, here it is. According to multiple media reports and facebook content: A 23 year young girl and her boyfriend boarded a school bus which was not permitted for public transport. The driver and the men on board apparently were out for a joyride instead. Soon one of the seated men started making fun of passing lewd comments to the couple. When the boy protested against this, the men started beating him with iron rods. The girl in dismay tried to stop them and further angered the men. They decided to punish her and forcefully took her inside the driver’s cabin where each attacked her one after the other. The bus driver Ram Singh and his five fellow mates raped the 23 year girl, beat the pair with an iron rod and threw her out of the bus and left her to die on the street. At 10.24pm, police on the outskirts of the capital received a call that a crowd had gathered around a young man and woman who had been found lying, barely conscious, at the side of the road. The first officers fetched sheets from a hotel to cover their almost naked bodies. Till then no one of them in crowd took the initiative to send her hospital (Fact). later on She admitted in the hospital and suffering damage not only to her reproductive system but to her intestines too.

May be we think the real tragedy, as we consider the story of the young girl who now lies in a Delhi hospital bed battling for her life after being brutally beaten and gang-raped Sunday night, is this: in six months or less, she will have been forgotten.

I am not ashamed what sick perverts rapists did because they are sick. There are so many other cases pending in our courts before this incident. But what about our social men and women? Only few of them showed some active protest in Delhi. What about others? They are more aggressive in FB rather than in field. What about the  people who were standing there when the girl was left nude and raped along the roadside? Liking few posts, sharing them and changing profile pic with black dot- is it a way of protest? It can’t be a way to protest. It proves that how cheap and crap we are like our mobile balance. 

The south Delhi girl fighting for her life is a 'subject'. If we must speak, then speak at every opportunity we get before it becomes a TRP rating.

I have been accused of being too emotional in my writings. I am given the riposte that it is okay to get emotional in Parliament, but not on a public forum like a blogspot posts. People who don't understand patriarchy are ready to lecture you. My intention was to bring this up because it is just such an insecure masculine mindset; it afflicts some women too.

One of my friend asked, “Why are you getting emotional dude? Ladki ki izzat gyi aur ladkiya hi kuch nhi kar rhi hai.” Is this "life ruined" sentences are used 4 those unfortunate girls who were raped? It’s a beyond describable traumatic experience and it’s so sad that the south Delhi girl is fighting 4 her life. How has she lost her respect? It’s those sick pervert rapists who have actually lost whatever little izzat they had (If at all they had any!) So please stop saying anything like this and do some active protest so that the girl can at least feel after time has passed that yes, this is not the end of life, I have yet 2 live and earn more respect and happiness.

In the end, putting few lines what Nora Roberts wrote “Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks. For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.”