Beauty|✔

The rape victim

"Was it my mistake that I worked night shifts?"

I traveled by my scooter every night to my office.

Was it my fault that the vehicle stopped in the middle of the night.

People said it was my fault,that I was being irresponsible.

I called up my sister for help.The road was empty and deserted.

It was only then when a group of three boys passing on the same road,on bikes came into the picture.

I was despoiled by them.

My body became a thing.I became un-pure.

I cried and tried to come out of their clutches.I ran away from them.The more I ran and the more I struggled,I was beaten till my body couldn't take it anymore.

They were beating me and molesting me in the name of pleasure.

My mom often told me,"Safety is a girl's first priority"

I would agree to it but do nothing to keep that in mind.

I should have kept something next to me.Something to save myself from the evil.

But I didn't.

This world is not a safe place.You can never predict what would happen.

They took me somewhere.My clothes were ripped.

A knife in their hand,piercing me whenever I screamed.

I still had hope.That someone would listen to my voices and come help me.

I felt like I was dying.From inside.

They used me like filth.

Their faces were covered with masks and I could barely see their faces.Nor did I have the energy anymore to fight with them.

The stinging pain forced tears out of my eyes.

It was not once..not twice.But a lot more than I could count.The pain grew to such an extent that I couldn't even feel it anymore.

I laid there like a lifeless body,on the floor.Thrown after being molested by the group of three.Naked.

The only thing I knew about the men was that they were three in number.

When I woke up,I was in the hospital.My sister next to me,sleeping.Tears stained on her face.Her head rested on my hospital bed.

As I moved my hand for water,my body ached in pain.There was pain all over,it felt like I was given electric shocks.My back was being stung.

I couldn't move a bit.

Unknown tears streamed down my face.

The doctor came,she told me my condition.

I cried.I felt even more dirty.

But I stayed strong.I grew strong.

I came over the pain.I became successful in my career but my past was never forgotten.

People criticized me.My family was brought into the picture.My mom was scolded by on-lookers.In what way me being raped is related to my mom's way of bringing me up?

Why am I being blamed and taunted at for no reason?

It was after a year of that incident.

Mom started looking for a guy for me for marriage.

I came over all the past and became a strong woman.

But my barrier broke only when each man asked me when they met me for checking match(marriage),'Do you wear revealing clothes? What did you do that you were raped?'

'So being raped has something to do with the clothes you wear and the girl's behavior.Not the men who destroy the girl's life.Right?'

Not getting married was not the worst thing.But in all of this,my ability to give birth was gone.The drug they injected into me stole my future children from me.

'But still I'm blamed even though I was and I am strong'

***

This Diwali,spread happiness and positive energy.

Kill all the bad and evil.

Let light shine into the lives of people who suffer.

Women bring life to a new generation.

You pray to goddesses.But not the goddess like figures who are next to you.

Beauty is not what you see on the surface.It is what lies underneath the surface.

Lotuses are also born in dirt.Yet they are pretty.

Diamonds are also found in dirt.Yet they are valuable

A simple scar on the face can't make you dirty.If the same logic is applied,you should be even more beautiful.

Understand the meaning of life.

Understand their pain.Why should they be mocked and taunted,made fun of their whole life for doing nothing wrong?

Spread this book around to your friends,family and people who you love.

Vote and comment.

Love,Prerana-A proud girl child.

HAPPY ECO-FRIENDLY DEEPAVALI

P.S.Please don't burst crackers.India should be free of pollution.Why blame the government for not doing anything when you can not stop yourself from burning crackers?

WRITTEN ON:
October 19th,2017

EDITTED ON:
November 30th,2020