I am in Rajasthan for some days. Was coming back from a meeting to my place last night around 11:30 when I saw a gang of 6 men in front of a girl’s hostel abusing in full Maa-Behen tone. There were some girls on the terrace and some on street whom they were abusing and laughing at. Suddenly one from the gang opened his zip and started peeing facing those girls.
Next minute, his nose was rubbed against ground. While he was pleading, the other tried to pull my collar in order to help his friend. He said- “You don’t know me, my uncle is MLA of ruling party, you will be in trouble in 5 minutes”. Next moment, the MLA’s nephew too was lying on wet soil (thanks to his friend!). One of the rest managed to flee. Two others were unable to move as one of them had already peed in pants and other was stunned seeing what just happened to his friends. Sixth kept begging for mercy as he was not the part of gang.
I asked MLA’s nephew, call MLA. I will beat the shit out of you again in front of him. He couldn’t call. Started crying. By this time, locals had gathered. I handed the molesters over to locals for necessary action.
And I couldn’t sleep in night. Who I am fighting for? For molesters? Or for those bystanders who were silently watching those goons peeing in front of girls? Its time for us all to honestly ask ourselves. How many of us can start a fight even if outnumbered? How many of us have will and guts to protect any helpless woman, man, child whom we don’t even know?
If we see a woman alone somewhere at 11:30 in night, what is the first thought that comes to our mind? Do we start molesting her in mind if not in action or start imagining that our mother too might be standing somewhere alone some day like this?
I left my home 10 years ago. And when I left, I made a promise to my mother. I will find you in every face. She cried a lot. I didn’t cry. But my heart bleeds every moment. I am not with a person whom I love the most. Rarely meet her. But that promise that I made to her is as dear to me as her. And this is just to remind her again. There can be no molestation in front of my eyes. Either I am alive or a girl is unsafe. These two can not go simultaneous.
Thanks to Big Bro Sanjeev Newar who taught me how to fight even if its 6:1 ratio. Bhai, 6 are tested now. Let us see if I can take 10 on.
Ek praarthna Bhagwan se, yaa to aise suwar paida mat kar, agar karne hain to unke saath Agniveer bhi paida kar. Muqabla baraabar ka hona chahiye. Aur usme jeet Dharma ki honi chahiye.
(A prayer to Bhagwan, either don’t create such pigs, and if you do, then then also give birth to Agniveers. Battle should be among equal in strength. And in that, Dharma must always be victorious.)