Let’s Get Raped
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(Originally Posted on 17th Nov, 2013)
She reached home after a pleasant day at work. She made some tea and switched on the channel.
Incest!!
She felt nauseous after seeing the headlines. Earlier the news was filled with a random stranger raping a female but now it was something totally different. A father raping his daughter and other crimes riddled with incest. Tantra switched off the television. Locked her home. Knocked on the neighbor’s door and asked Roy to accompany her outside to sit on the bench.
Roy saw her disturbed. He asked him if she again saw some news on the rapes. She shook her head in the affirmative.
Both of them sat silently for some time. They saw a couple on a bike in a compromising position. The bike halted. The girl got down. A car was parked against a wall. The man pulled the female towards the car and stood behind it.
Tantra stood up in disgust. Roy followed suit. She ran towards the car. She found them kissing. The female pushed away the guy and covered her mouth.
“What’s happening?” Tantra yelled.
“None of your business,” the guy yelled back.
This is what she always got when she tried to help someone.
She found a mobile phone tightly held in the female’s left hand. Tantra snatched it and went through the contacts while Roy asked the guy to not move and threatened him with his journalistic connections.
“I am going to call her parents unless you assure me of your intentions with her.”
The guy shivered. The girl was shocked to see that. She thought he would stand his ground and speak with her parents and express his intentions of marrying her. The girl was confused.
“If this was love he would have stood like a man and spoken with your parents. This is just lust.” Tantra explained to the female. The girl opened up and informed them that he was forcing her to have sexual intercourse with him but she kept insisting him to speak with her parents. She also mentioned the number of photos he has clicked of hers and saved on his mobile phone. Roy promptly discovered the phone from the guy and erased everything.
Tantra informed the girl that all you would have become is prime-time rape news for the television channels. Imagine what your family would have gone through. The girl started crying.
Roy dropped her home.
The Delhi braveheart Nirbhaya, and the Park Street victim (she is alive) have all been headlines, and their lives have probably warned the females to take extra care of themselves. But in the end, their families have been shattered.
From every 54 minutes, today a female is raped every 22 minutes in India. For every woman raped, the rapist is getting closer and closer to one of our family members. The law is non-existent. We often talk and boast about male chauvinism and complain about feminism. Every time a female is raped, the existence of a male is questioned? The sin made by a man ends up in the entire world raping the male community. When a female is raped, she is someone’s sister or a mother or a wife. We are something because of her. If the males just think, they are the ones getting raped.
Males are getting raped because they are doing nothing about it. If a female is going alone at late night hours, ask her if she wants to be dropped home. We never know when and where will the eyes of lust target her.
She is not weak. She is rendered weak. She is stronger than the man. She is made to look weaker. A female’s friendship with a man lasts longer than a man’s friendship with someone from his own gender.
So save the girl. Every eve teasing attempt at her is an attempt of rape on the male community.
So let’s not get raped. Let’s drape every female in a safety net and hold her away from the eyes of the evil.
[N.B. : Let’s Get Raped is neither sarcasm nor cheap humour. Here ‘us’ is directed towards the masculine gender and not against females. A glimpse of the event mentioned in the story has been witnessed by the author and one of the major contributors.]
