girls????????????? OOOOOO....ur born to be tortured............!!

Came across the indibloogger  Sets You On Fire!" contest describing  an unforgettable event in your life...




 KFC being one of my favorite place to hangout with my buddies.....The tittle itself attracted me to write a post for this contest( yep ,, obviously the gift coupons attracted me more...!!!)

PS: The above picture has no relation to my story... I loved the pic.and posted it here!!!!!!

This is the first incident that came to my mind when I read the topic...
It happened very unexpectedly
on a normal day.... 

I had the worst experience in my life then....

I have written posts on woman being tortured...eve teased

I have spoke about measures to stop exploitation against woman...

But today i realised that speaking about it hardly contributes towards the end of these practise...

I realized that truth is far different than spoken words...

For the first time in my life,,, I was sorry for being born a girl

I experienced helplessness...

The story starts here...

As usual we were on our way back home from college.........

As usual we friends were together...discussing about everything under the sun..

Immersed in our own world..

Suddenly one of our friends screamed loudly..

All that  we could here were lots of abuses...she could not control herself..and kept on using those harsh words...

She was almost crying...

her voice seemed so painful...

We were left unspoken,,,unaware of what was happening around us......

however she managed to gather some words.her voice still so shrill....she tried to explain the situation...

all that she could do was to point a gang of boys who were pacing across the street....

that was enough for a girl like me to understand...

They had played mischief....

but this time it was against the limit,,,,,

no girl would forgive any guy if he touches her without her permission...and that tooo... if the touch is painful.....if it hurts herrrrr....

whatever the guy did to her.....was just intolerable
She had seen them approaching her......
Once he reached near her...he placed his hands on her chest...it hurt her,,,,,,
though all this happened within seconds...she had to suffer the pain for a long time...any women reading this must have now made wierd faces,,since we understand the situation...

All I can say is....... It was the worst thing that could happen to any girl........

She may quietly suffer the physical pain......but if it hurts her personally.......... if it hurts her mindset..

and then...

It turns worst when the victim denies his act...

One of our male friends rushed behind them...

He asked them politely whereas they deserved none........

they denied..

they were drunk...

They bet him ruthlessly........

and I could do nothing....in fact we girls could do nothing

we were just spectators............

I wished if  I was born a boy....

I could have helped my fellow friend...

and yes...everyday lots of policemen patrol in the area.....

unfortunately there were none on that dayy....

We were so helpless...and the culprits passes away freely...

They had no shame on their face...

So is our society safe for women???

Answering this question is as difficult as turning this society safe for women....

Hope every fathers..every brothers........and every sons..........understand their responsibility to every women............no matter how they are related to them..........

next time when you feel like torturing a girl.......think about your sister being tortured by a devil like you........

think about your mother being eve teased

these thoughts are more than enough to stop the misdeeds....

only if these thoughts are interpreted correctly.........and realisation matters.........

dedicated to to all those girls who had to face the dark clutches of the demon,,,'RAPE'.

no matter what you name it,,, molestation, harassment etc etc. the pain remains the same...for her unknown mistake she is the one disapproved by the society while the demons roam around freely

to all those girls who remain helpless when her prestige an decency gets misinterpreted . Thanks to the eve teasing champions!!!

Name at least one parent who is not worried to allow their daughters move outdoors after 10 in the night, no matter whether it is a city or a village.

I believe that there is no woman in this world who has escaped this disaster.It remains as an unwanted piece of harsh experience in her life.......

image courtesy: penyields.wordpress.com

*Disclaimer: this is a poem from the viewpoint of a dying man, trapped in the ruins and decay , the effect of an earthquake. he adresses the love for his better half and the sorrow in missing her after his death.



I cant speak it again,
'cos I miss you, I'm in pain,
Though my heart recites it,
its maimed, for it's you whom it needs.

Donno how to adorn my love,
for now I am almost indolent,
amidst in this ruin and decay
your love solely
makes me appeased and content.

you enriched my life'
ever since we met
since the moment we were together,

your sapient thoughts
The noble smile
The concerned touch
I fell for you in toto.

But life had something different for me
my fate saith, I am lifeless.
though my body seems ossified
my soul's still alive.

Lem'me tell ,"I still love you"
though death can never be won,
for death is the Immortal.

though I am stuck in the fatal mesh,
my heart still beats for you,
even though I am lifeless,
my heart whispers,
"I still miss you , will ever after,
"I still love you , will ever after"



*I am confused what to title this poem,,,suggestions are welcome!

MEMORIES

Its vacation for me
I am almost done with junior college and is busy planning higher studies........
All of us try to adapt to the atmosphere of our new college,,,we become busy making new friends,,,studying the new subjects,,,,,,,,
anything of the past that remains with us are our memories.........
ISN'T IT???
Don't your eyes become wet when you remember your school days???
yesterday I saw some boys in school uniform playing in mud..,,
With a cup of coffee in my hand ,,i was staring at the red sky which was bidding bye to the sun at the sunset. My thoughts rushed to the past... a few months back... my college days,,,
we were a gang of six....who used to board the 6.45 C.S.T. based local train.
we had a class at seven...and me being the laziest in the gang,,,would often land up running behind the train..
we enjoyed two years of our junior college to the full extent.
sleeping in the physics lecture, blushing at the new (young and handsome) maths teacher,, marking proxy for friends, watching movies after bunking class test,,birthday bumps and treats ......were some of our holy deeds
We had a rude chemistry proffesor ...who always boasted about his b.tech degree from IIT BOMBAY. I remember being caught a few times for sleeping during his lectures.
Being a non marathi maharashtrain,, i was often teased by my friends for the south indian slang I have while I talk in Marathi.
I really miss those days,,,the nicknames that we called each other,, the joint study sessions we had together.....our plans to study early for the next class test( which was never brought into practise)
the way we used to turn to the last page of the textbook to see how many sums are yet remaining to be solved,,and to do the same again two pages later...the late night calls and the early morning snoozes...i really miss all those whispers and gossips that we exchanged...
Time changes evertything..
class room to office
books to files
pocket money to salary
but i believe that we will be the same cute, stupid, idiot friends forever ,,


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