From the columns of newspapers to group discussions among students , new penal codes to old stories being shuffled, we had it all . The Delhi Gang Rape case had the nation's attention. Everybody had their saying , but sadly I din't have much to express except anger .But indeed it was for the first time I felt for an incident of this kind ,even though it wasn't something new.I'd known plenty of those unheard local stories that fail to get a notice on the national front, atleast this one did.
My mother had her saying too , those that were being implemented as restrictions on my timings for being back home.I remember arguing with her on why we girls were being victims, not only by some shames of the society but infact by the society as a whole. Is the incident not unjust enough ,that instead of the guilty we are being asked to give up our freedom and rights? I got a simple counter back- I just want my daughter to be safe. I had won the argument but had to give up to her eventually .
Four months hence I get to read these girl child rape cases , and sadly two being from my city . My disgust has reached another level. But its more than the disgust ,why even I have my saying today.Sure the Delhi Case had aroused anger in me but somewhere it had failed to impact me personally. But today, I can sense a feeling of fear within , a sense of insecurity .I was imagining myself as being one of those victims, something only my mother had been doing till now.The girl who was adamant on coming back home the same time as her brother did , no more needs someone else putting restrictions on her .The girl who questioned on the WHY of being a victim feels ashamed to see herself succumbing to the whole thing - (just) for her safety .
