5:12pm, 2nd August, 2018
“8 MEN GANGRAPED A GOAT”, “A WHOLE BUNCH OF SCHOOL FACULTY INCLUDING SOME STUDENTS RAPED A GIRL IN SCHOOL”, “A RELIGIOUS DIVERSION BOUGHT THE RAPE VICTIM INTO A TEMPLE WHERE SHE WAS RAPED FOR 15 DAYS”….and so on.
Where are we? Does any of this make sense when you hear it like this? The agony, the rage and the intolerance that people felt while a few movements in our country put us into grief for not being able to make our country worth living but did anybody think of these? Where are they? The leaders, the representatives, the beggars whom we have given control over us, is there anyone around whom we can look upon with hope?
Definitely, there must be something wrong with our upbringing that brought us into such deep girth of hatred that we now, hate the fact that we were born human to show some humanity.
We use a large percentage of brain to prosper among the billions of lives that exist cordially with us. The expectation to behold our race prominent among others is what we should actually focus ourselves upon. But what do we focus on? Raping a girl who has not even started to realize that the world which she is a part of, is nothing more than a cage with hungry wolves who just want to lick some skin and hear some moans out of you as they grapple your flesh. If it would have been something to laugh upon, we could have depicted this as a graph of which age group experiences what amount of such threat. And trust me, talking with the science background, the graph would be a straight line parallel to x axis which infinite percentage of risk and is common for all age groups.
Nobody is safe.
Articles here and there focus on women because they’re the ones being molested and fingered upon the self-respect very often and very easily. But here, I wouldn’t exclude the males as well. They feel similar threats but talking of truth, the percentage is strictly negligible.
The basic format of articles like this bound me to write in a way that the ending paragraph suggests something that could be considered as a help for implementation. But what am I supposed to write when it is about your ethics? What do I suggest to make you understand that your wish to touch someone else is more heinous than my wish to personally assault such people! Is there any way that I could provoke those monsters to realize that the girl they left with no life in her, was nothing more than a child who saw an uncle, a brother and a guardian in them. They not only tore apart her clothes but didn’t even consider fragmenting her skin. Going deeper into her became more important for them so as they felt manly after it. Being culprit to my own soul, I consider myself not worthy enough to pay condolence to the soul whose peace can never be achieved, not even if the guilty are hanged.
We can only talk of dreams. The dream that every girl, if you see naked, reminds you more of a human than a man who wishes to grab her. The dream that every single girl who passes your road in the midnight with whatsoever clothes, reminds you to be citizen you pledged to be and to not become the dog who simply tries to bite each and every part of the flesh that’s visible. The dream is to leave a girl back to her home if she finds difficulty on those days of her month rather than you deciding to uncover her body so you could satisfy your greed to touch something meaningless. These are dreams that shall now, considering what we are growing in, be given as chapters from the very primary education. As for now, education and the scream to be polite seems the only way to protect a few girls who are, till now, free from the holy rape mark.