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What a Shame!

As the 23-year old girl struggles for life, I can only express my anguish and pray for her speedy recovery. The fateful night can't be forgotten. We can't imagine the trauma she is facing and the agony that she is undergoing.
Swami Vivekananda had once said that a nation which doesn't respect their women can never progress. Well, I believe in India, respect is something girls have to struggle for endlessly. Because, deep down in the man's psyche, he still feels that woman is the weaker sex. Or wait a minute, do they think so or do they force themselves to think so?
Women of today have carved a niche for themselves in every field they have endeavoured. This is a fact that even the male chauvinist pigs cannot deny. They have proved to the world that a woman is an embodiment of great courage, determination and spirit. This is why the rape survivor ,who was tortured , still has a strong will to survive. What gives her the strength? She is made that way!

Lets get our thoughts clear.

Was the girl wrong?
No! She was coming back home at 7:30(Mind you, the clock says its not too late!) with a friend in a public bus.
Did she behave in an improper manner?
No! The bus driver and his associates were giving indecent remarks to which her friend reacted.

Where does this lead us? It tells us that women are not secure anywhere. In the marketplace, they are kidnapped. In the public transport, they are eve-teased and now even raped (so shocking!). At home, male members of the family have been held for gagging and killing their own daughters in many backward areas.
Why are women being commodified - a commodity to own, possess , use, misuse and abuse?! My heart aches to say that every woman has to think twice before stepping out.
The stereotypical section of the society says that girls must not wear skirts or carry mobiles or travel in the night. I have a question here. If men can wear any damn apparel in the world, why not women?  Won't it better if we told men not to move out of their houses after six? Then, women can walk on the streets safely! Why is it that the females are told to obey and never given a patient hearing? Are their aspirations and wishes meant to be surpressed and nipped in the bud?
Enough is Enough! The need of the hour is to act more than react. The Government of India will go at its snail pace to punish the criminals. Given a choice, every woman would like to drive them to death but alas! our sarkaar will take the long way through. Our lawmakers fail to realise that if swift justice is not given then nothing stops the rapists from commiting this heinous crime again! The fast track courts must be instituted fast. The Police force must be trained and more number of female employees must be deployed at public spots. Women must be given the respect and security they deserve.

Let's grow up! I hope that men will someday learn to walk hand in hand rather than stifle them to death!

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