The scent of flowers raised her mood up as she swerved to her left. The flower shop had myriad bouquets from small to large ones. Her hairs too danced in a way to clamour for admiration.She fastened her pace. It was the last day of her graduation.
Her mother was very happy because it was a proud day for her. Her daughter had made her proud by defying all the odds, middle class home, hands to mouth family income, thinking out of the shell and dreaming to achieve greater heights in future.
She was happy, joyous but content with herself . To avoid getting late she took the road through the deserted land with some green patches on it. Though her body was walking as if it was the last day for her to take that route her mind was somewhere else.
In her mind she remembered how hard it was for her to come all along this far. Crying, smiling, fighting with her emotions all these years and motivating herself to do even better.
Boom!! and everything was black for some seconds. She tried to speak but couldn't. Her rigorous movement was not enough to get herself freed completely. Suddenly her freedom was at the mercy to some maniacs who had no soul in them. She got beaten, thrashed, mocked. Her body surrendered but her will didn't.
Loud cries, tears down everyone eyes, slogans against rape and much more. She opened her eyes to realize the irreparable loss her body had suffered. Her life changed in just one day. The doctor shifted himself and placed her bag on the table.
Her mom could not see her in the eye. The consequences of rape in society were bitter. Her daughter whom she had nourished like a flower all her life seemed to fall like autumn leaf. She had not done bad to anyone. She was just an aspiring student, a sister to her brother, a friend, a daughter to her parents. She had so many roles to fulfill but in a single day someone had erased those and poured the murkiness of their lives into hers. She clutched her mom as tight as she could and kept crying.
To you who is reading this, it wasn't a rape of her. It was a rape of one's freedom, one's dreams, one's smile and several other one's . It was a rape of the silence of some good people like you and me who could make this society free of these nefarious elements. It was a rape of those sitting in the house of power elected by you and me who could make a bold statement not on paper but in practical.
It makes me feel ashamed of myself. I couldn't stage protests like some activists or just get a chance to shoot those men. I am a middle class boy just as you were before the incident. You were a winner girl and always be for the girl your parents knew. Forgive humanity but don't forgive those apes.
Her mother was very happy because it was a proud day for her. Her daughter had made her proud by defying all the odds, middle class home, hands to mouth family income, thinking out of the shell and dreaming to achieve greater heights in future.
She was happy, joyous but content with herself . To avoid getting late she took the road through the deserted land with some green patches on it. Though her body was walking as if it was the last day for her to take that route her mind was somewhere else.
In her mind she remembered how hard it was for her to come all along this far. Crying, smiling, fighting with her emotions all these years and motivating herself to do even better.
Boom!! and everything was black for some seconds. She tried to speak but couldn't. Her rigorous movement was not enough to get herself freed completely. Suddenly her freedom was at the mercy to some maniacs who had no soul in them. She got beaten, thrashed, mocked. Her body surrendered but her will didn't.
Loud cries, tears down everyone eyes, slogans against rape and much more. She opened her eyes to realize the irreparable loss her body had suffered. Her life changed in just one day. The doctor shifted himself and placed her bag on the table.
Her mom could not see her in the eye. The consequences of rape in society were bitter. Her daughter whom she had nourished like a flower all her life seemed to fall like autumn leaf. She had not done bad to anyone. She was just an aspiring student, a sister to her brother, a friend, a daughter to her parents. She had so many roles to fulfill but in a single day someone had erased those and poured the murkiness of their lives into hers. She clutched her mom as tight as she could and kept crying.
To you who is reading this, it wasn't a rape of her. It was a rape of one's freedom, one's dreams, one's smile and several other one's . It was a rape of the silence of some good people like you and me who could make this society free of these nefarious elements. It was a rape of those sitting in the house of power elected by you and me who could make a bold statement not on paper but in practical.
It makes me feel ashamed of myself. I couldn't stage protests like some activists or just get a chance to shoot those men. I am a middle class boy just as you were before the incident. You were a winner girl and always be for the girl your parents knew. Forgive humanity but don't forgive those apes.
