But the worst part of being a girl is the way the other sex perceives you; it’s their perception which gives rise to all sort of crime against woman. The most common and the most general of ALL experience is eve-teasing...which am sure all woman in the world had encountered.
So today I am going to share you all an experience which is shameful yet worthy...which bought to the fore my 'that' nature which i never thought was inside me. It was in the afternoon I had to make a stop at our Bazaar for some work, I had directly gone from my college so was clad in a white salwar kameez with my chunri intact. After all my work being finished I was waiting in the bus stop to board a bus.....just as i was about to climb one bus a when a dark fellow with a face like a rat suddenly brushed his hands over the forbidden parts of my body..I was stunned with shock and humiliation .He was about to escape when I suddenly grabbed him from behind. I don't know what came over me but I dragged that person's collar and gave him the hardest slap I could master, he ducked and my slap landed on his neck and I broke two nails. Though my hands were working I felt numb inside its as is my voice has turned mute I wanted to shout at that person but only incorrigible words spelled out of my lips. A large crowd had gathered around us but none came to my aid as I was bashing the guy...the good part was the guy was thin so we were almost equally matched at last my voice found it volume and I shrieked all insults all words I can manage. I even told him that my father was a Police inspector(a lie)and would arrest him that instant I felt quiet demented didn’t had the sense what I was doing...my legs and hands were shaking along with my voice..an elderly man stepped forward and tried to pacify me....the crook hearing my threat about the police pleaded me to let him off and that calmed me a bit. The crowd slowly dispersed but I could feel like standing on the spotlight as hundreds of eyes were on me and I was flushed and unsteady but somehow I caught a bus and escaped the scene of my humiliation and my first battlefield.
It was a bitter and humiliating experience but it also gave me a courage, a kind of confidence that no matter what there are ways where you realize your strengths and make you able to tackle any situations maybe sometimes its passive and do not yield results and sometimes its more than satisfying but it’s always a way when the time comes.
