No! It’s not always been this way. No! The
Indian society wasn’t always a sick one. No! Women were not always, and are not
always treated with disrespect and objectified – but, today – things are
different… The Bollywood impact. The
lack of education. The taboo on sex education. Personal and professional
frustrations. Lack of proper upbringing due to multiple reasons…
Well,
I’m sick – to say the least – of telling myself, and those who care to talk
about India, her womenfolk and their safety - that this is not India, not MY India. I'm tired of giving explanations and believing that it's my duty to defend every heinous act of this nature in India.
At first, I believed in what I said. I thought
it. But then, I wondered if I had always lived in a ‘make-belief world’ that I
was made to believe in by those who loved me and taught me. I was naïve.
When I spoke to my friends and family in
India, I often heard, “Oh, it’s been happening for years. It’s only now that
the media is highlighting certain cases.”
Media
publicity or not, the matter of the fact is that the Indian thread of morals
and ethics is weak – the fibre of our society continues to disintegrate.
Whether now or from the times wherein the Mahabharata or Ramayana have been
portrayed - I do not know. But yes, the
Indian culture and society is being scrutinized, criticized and
exposed in a demeaning light.
Every time India is in the news for rape or
women abuse - I, the face of
India in the land I now call home - wish I could don a ‘ Burkha’, vanish or dissolve into the earth for a bit to hide from
pointed questions. Questions pertaining to India’s mental health, the sex route
taken by the people from the land of the Kamasutra, the value attached to the
woman when Indians (read Hindus) worship so many Goddesses (some of the people even
rattle off names including Lakshmi, Parvati, Saraswati, Durga and Kali).
With those non-Indians more aware of Indian
mythology – I always come to conclude that it’s a stupid paradigm the
Indians are stuck in. Men have shown their uncouth and lowly behavior in the
Ramayana (asking for Sita’s ‘agni pareeksha’ without having to give one), the
Mahabharata (by way of Draupadi’s disrobing or ‘cheer haran’ – and doing this,
after the five showed complete respect towards Kunti, their mother, by
being unable to disobey her statement to
‘share whatever’ they had brought home). But that does not – and should not become
inherent to the Indian male… or, does it?
So, once again with Nirabhaya’s case of
2012 in the limelight again, there I went – defending this time, not India and
her culture, by my own personal culture. Why, I even saw myself distancing myself
from my country I was born in and its population that makes up so many friends
and family of mine. Explaining, elaborating, and learning as I went along.
Recently, I, too, like many in the world
watched India’s daughter.
What
really upset me was not Nirabhaya’s story. She’s gone. She’s dead. She’s an
unfortunate part of history – but fortunate to be away from her pain – physical
and emotional. May her soul rest in peace if possible.
What
really got my blood boiling was the disgusting culprit.
He blamed her for the rape!
What’s worse – there was an actual defense
that took up his case. The less said about this atrocious beast the better.
This advocate comes across as an insane brainless
twit to say the least (and here, I stop to for otherwise the explicates I might
go into may shock the sensibilities of many). Quoting this sick mind briefly:
“A girl is just like a flower. It gives a good looking, very softness...
performance, pleasant [sic]. On the other hand a man is just like a thorn.
Strong, tough enough. That flower always needs protection. If you put that flower
in a gutter it is spoilt. If you put it in the temple, it is worshipped."
He adds, "India has the best culture. No place for a woman in our
culture."
Wake up! A woman gave you birth. A woman is
who you worship and who you work for in the hope that she always stays with you
in the form of Lakshmi. A woman is what is made you a lawyer – count the
blessings of Saraswati who you revered on each day of your examinations. Fear
the wrath of Kali and Durga!
Still, I am a soft-hearted woman. I wish
him well. And with all the kindness and
pity I can muster up for this guy –I wish him a slow, shameful, painful long
years of assault that remind him of every woman’s pain who was ever raped
in - no – not the world, just in Delhi.
And then, just as I feel I have nothing
left to say, and am completely numbed by the countrymen, I read this: "It's a very safe city."
This has been stated by the Additional Deputy Commissioner,
Delhi Police. And, it just happens to be the rape capital of India, right?
What
have you been smoking, man?