In concern with humanity- being a girl is a crime!

One of the posters at the protest read- “Am I just a body to be used?”

Yes! I am talking about the same heinous act by 6 men, which has indeed turned out to be national news. Friends, family, relatives... you look around yourself and you’ll find all the male well-wishers of a girl asking the girl to dress properly, return back home well on time, be in contact via one means or the other and so hence and so forth. But, I wonder... in this democratic nation which has set equal rights for one and all; to me more specific, equal rights for both men and women, why is being a woman still considered to be an offense?

Yes! Exactly, you heard it right; an offense! Until now I used to proud on myself, on being a girl, a lovely daughter, mischievous sister and with dreams on my eyes of being a wonderful wife and finally an onus lady and a proud mother. Mother, a term which is connected to the nerves of each and every person on this Earth; for, of all the relations on earth, this is the only relation which is 9 months longer than the rest. A mother bears all the pain to give birth to a child. Today, after this act by the brutal beasts, the second thought after questioning the humanity that rose in my mind was “didn’t these people thought about their mother? A lady who bought them in this world and gave them lives?”

But Christ! With the advancement that a fraction of our society is under-going in this country, a larger fraction seems to be deteriorating. Instead of all the education and civilization measures that are being promoted, why isn’t our country really progressing on the other side of such heinous acts? Every single day, we come across news depicting a girl committing suicide because of being raped, or a girl being buried to death at the same hour of her birth. Is this really a country which has “Right to equality” mentioned in its constitution?

I can see all my male friends mourning over this news, updating their facebook status to support girls but, will this really help? Will this change the way our government looks at such cases? Will this change the way the police respond to the rape victims? Will this stop the people from pointing out the victim when she is out on the streets to live and enjoy her life yet again?

Many questions still revolving in my head and I can find no solution to them. Before stepping out of my home, I need to think twice. I cannot trust anybody. A person, who offers me a smile the next time, will only appear to be a savage. I never thought being a girl, I will have to be so careful and restrict myself from all the happiness and joy of this world! For you never know, who the next victim could be? It could be anybody... you, me, or your friend. After all, the girl who faced all this lately wasn’t informed that she’ll be the next target. Moreover, what still surprises me the most is, our government has not yet taken any strict action against those morons! Out of rage and ager, am sure if those brutes are handed over to people, they won’t be able to see the next minute of their lives, and they’ll be killed then and there. But, I agree this isn’t the solution for the forth coming series of activities.

I wonder if such a strong law can ever be enforced which actually assures more safety to the girls in this country. This incidence has surely stirred the nation. But, I doubt before all the rage and anger neutralizes and people start living normally and this cycle repeats again, will I get to see some change in the reforms?!!!

Complete Contentment!!!

“It makes no sense, come-on... You’ve done enough of it. Now forget it. Not your cup of tea”

“But, I’ve just started. You can’t discourage me this way. You should indeed be happy and motivate me to move on.”

“You’ll see only failures in this field... you’ll never rise”

“One day... I will and then I’ll bang on, on your last statement”

“Stop giving yourself lame excuses and reasons to smile at or be happy about. You are not a good writer and you won’t be a successful one either. There are thousands other with the same dream out there in the market. What do you have to offer the people which the others don’t?”

“A new story... my story... my life... my perspective... mysteries.. There’s lot more... I can’t define it all to you in words here”

“Oh! And you think it will be a block-buster sort of thing? As if people have never heard about something like this before? Stop be-fooling yourself and get back to some serious work that’ll help you in your progress as an individual”

“But, I love writing. And I don’t have to think much about it. For now, being a novice, I do take time to pen down things... but that doesn’t mean I am bad at it.”

“Oh! So what do you exactly want out of all this?”

“A chance... for myself... the fact and contentment to live ahead in my life with no regrets.”

“REGRETS? About what?”

“About not being able to do something that was solely my. I am sure people can stop me from doing some other works. Being a girl I’ve faced that shit to some extent, of not being able to live up to what I actually want... but this writing solely belongs to me... Me, My writing, My thoughts... and even if you... my inner self doesn’t supports me... I’m going to crack you down and go ahead with this.”

“Ah!” smilingly “Now I feel that from past 6 months the way you’ve been questioning yourself in this same regard won’t bother you any longer and my task is over from now on. Enjoy your new life.”

“What do you mean?”

“haha.. Don’t you remember? All these past months and not to forget the past two years since you had that idea about your novel, you’ve always been asking me about your ability, about being able to captivate readers and at times you were so distressed that you don’t even used to listen to all the positive things that I used to tell you... you never used to touch the pen and diary for days... thinking you won’t be able to make it up and so you must stop with all this.”

“Ah! Yes... I do remember all that lot...” I replied with a bit of sarcasm.

“But, today... my task to guide you is over. This is satisfying. I feel happy to be with you... on your determination. I was trying to de-motivate you, demoralize you today... testing your determination and enthusiasm. Talking to oneself can at times lead to be quite satisfactory. What here is more enthralling is that, your self determination to write won’t lose now. Nobody can break it.”

“And how are you so sure about it?” I enquired eagerly

“When one can win an argument to oneself about anything that is annoying him/her... then there is nothing else the person actually wants out of him/herself. You finally have won this argument. And I can see the determination to never leave your writing aside.” Came a voice from my inner self. “Good luck dear.”

I smiled with complete contentment.