I was 8 when I felt really weird about my body. I was in the bus with my mom and there was this creepy man holding me in a very strange manner. I kept on thinking about it, what was he doing ? time went on and so the experiences of being unknowingly harassed. the time I turned 14, I found that my body was changing and I was not at all OK about it. things were changing, roller coaster emotions and a million of things I can't explain in words. getting out of house which was once my all time desire, became my fear. I was afraid of the way people looked at me. I felt naked, though I was well covered. Whether it'd been a party, market or school, those eyes never left me alone. When I told this to my mom, she said if I feel this way then I should wear modest clothes and stop wearing modern clothes. I did what she said, but nothing much changed. those eyes kept on staring. those creepy strangers, uncle, even relatives, scared me.
I remember when I was coming back home from my classes, it was around 10, there was no one in the street except me and a man. I cannot explain in words how scared I was. I walked as fast as I could and in a haste I slammed the door. I felt helpless, I felt weak, I felt disgusted.
" when those stares become touchs, its still her fault. its her fault that she was wearing jeans, saree, top, suit, burkah. its her fault that she was out of the house at 1am,3am,6am,12pm,6pm,11pm. its her fault that she provoked men by flirting, smiling, laughing, coughing, sneezing. its her fault that she is friends with men. "
- society
a 2 year old got raped by 3 men, a lady was stripped because she was wearing jeans, 12 men raped a 10 year old, a girl got raped by her teacher in school as a punishment, 4 men kidnapped a girl, a 6 month girl raped by a drunk man......
is it really her fault ?