There is this boiling anger inside of me. Not able to handle it. I'm not yelling or crying. All that stopped long back.
Tried everything. Run like crazy, work with a vengeance, eat like a pig. Nothing helps. The anger inside of me just doesn't seem to go away. Even when there is no rape 'case' hogging the headlines. I wasn't even going to write a post about it. I just read something in passing on Facebook. About how the crowd gathered didn't bother to cover the girl and her friend who were lying on the road, bleeding, naked.
Where did the infamous Indian culture which doesn't allow our women to wear jeans vanish? How could you stand and stare at a woman bleeding and lying nude on the street? Isn't that a violation of the rules in your warped moral system? Why? Because it is a rape? So, it's okay if she remains naked. Because it doesn't matter anymore?
Or, is it because, now that she's raped, everyone else can gawk at her too. Everyone else can remark on what she wore and what she didn't wear. One more person who points out about travelling in groups will fucking get a supaari from my end. I swear. How do you explain acquaintance rape? I guess it doesn't happen in your world. Same world where no one has sex and women produce babies like magic, I assume.
This is clearly an abuse of physical power. Sometimes I get so mad thinking about this and in my head, I beat every man in my head with this huge club. And hurt him where it hurts the most. It's sad because I'm surrounded by some good men. Some nice men. And I'm forever on a vigil. It hurts now mentally and physically to keep thinking of this. To keep alert all the time.
I don't know anymore. And don't want to think rationally anymore. I vote for castration. I don't care if it is inhuman. Or, if we shouldn't have a tit for tat thing going on.
No more civilized debates for me, thank you.No more mention of ethics, please. You can keep it to yourself and write editorials with big words and quote the law and nod all you want.
I say, fuck you.
Tried everything. Run like crazy, work with a vengeance, eat like a pig. Nothing helps. The anger inside of me just doesn't seem to go away. Even when there is no rape 'case' hogging the headlines. I wasn't even going to write a post about it. I just read something in passing on Facebook. About how the crowd gathered didn't bother to cover the girl and her friend who were lying on the road, bleeding, naked.
Where did the infamous Indian culture which doesn't allow our women to wear jeans vanish? How could you stand and stare at a woman bleeding and lying nude on the street? Isn't that a violation of the rules in your warped moral system? Why? Because it is a rape? So, it's okay if she remains naked. Because it doesn't matter anymore?
Or, is it because, now that she's raped, everyone else can gawk at her too. Everyone else can remark on what she wore and what she didn't wear. One more person who points out about travelling in groups will fucking get a supaari from my end. I swear. How do you explain acquaintance rape? I guess it doesn't happen in your world. Same world where no one has sex and women produce babies like magic, I assume.
This is clearly an abuse of physical power. Sometimes I get so mad thinking about this and in my head, I beat every man in my head with this huge club. And hurt him where it hurts the most. It's sad because I'm surrounded by some good men. Some nice men. And I'm forever on a vigil. It hurts now mentally and physically to keep thinking of this. To keep alert all the time.
I don't know anymore. And don't want to think rationally anymore. I vote for castration. I don't care if it is inhuman. Or, if we shouldn't have a tit for tat thing going on.
No more civilized debates for me, thank you.No more mention of ethics, please. You can keep it to yourself and write editorials with big words and quote the law and nod all you want.
I say, fuck you.
1 comment:
my thoughts precisely
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