Thursday, December 5, 2013

(211) Rape..


It appears that the conscience of the society at large is now comatose, and regrettably, I am the very inseparable part of this society. Rape happens, victim either gets killed or left to survive in a pitiable condition and most often without getting justice. The culprit either moves around freely or manage to play with the law and system that puts him on trial, and again most often move around freely eyeing to rape one more person.Every single day I read, hear and learn about the rape incidents. Since ever, such news has disturbed me to the core level. I have always felt the yearning and the need to do something, something I don’t know, what that something would be, but really something that can help prevent women, girls and small babies becoming the rape and sexual abuse victim.

Time has never ceased to move, but my thoughts of fighting for better, has eventually seen a breakdown. I feel ashamed to agree that I find myself a coward, who can do nothing to save my counterparts from being raped. If I dare to admit, I have become more of a frail person, who only hopes and prays for the safety of every being and emphasizes my kin’s security in the prayers. And do nothing beyond reading the newspaper, regretting for the wrong done to others, mourning for their pain, and then praying again for them to receive strength and for others to get safe.

I often feel frustrated being the part of the world where women are treated as an object. I feel pathetic and enervated, whenever a thought of something evil-happening to me or my folks, crosses my mind. This was never me. I have always been a fighter. I was a very brave and bold girl all my life. Why have I become a limp and so wilted. If this helplessness and feeling of being vulnerable doesn’t cease to prevail in the times to come, I don’t know, how will I, even recognize myself?

Don’t know what, but I need to do something about it. I know I may not be able to turn the scene 180 degree from what it is today, but I also cannot sit and keep lamenting on each news I come across. I need to do my bit and as best as I can. God be my strength…

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