The Story that shook me
This is one story i picked from one of the blogs in Blank Noise Project . Can this be true ?
Once upon a time, there were four girls. Close friends – two pairs of best friends. They were always together. A and B went home together. In the train. C and D went home together. In the bus. Then, B began complaining that there was a man bothering her in the train. He got on at the station A got off. He used to come everyday and sit next to her and try to feel her up. Every single day.The four of them came up with a plan. They would go all the way to B’s station but A,C and D would act like they didn’t know her and sit in some corner so that they could observe her. Then the next day, they would come with a police officer.It was a fine plan. They went all the way to B’s station, all the while, watching the ugly scene in front of them. They were helpless and scared. But they told her not to worry. Tomorrow, the police officer would deal with the awful man, they said.But the next day, she was missing. She didn’t come to college. Not B. A. A was missing. She was the leader in their group. The driving force. The mastermind of the plan. Where was she? She didn’t come the whole week. When they finally decided to go to her house, they found her mother wailing. Her daughter had committed suicide. What??? They couldn’t believe it. Why would A commit suicide? She was so happy! The scared, confused, upset girls turned to go offer their condolences to A’s father. And everything fell into place. A’s sudden silence on the train the day they went with B. The sudden shadow on her face when the other two were consoling B. Her suicide.
A’s father. The man on the train.
Fact or fiction?
This underlines the basic reason of the fear thar girls face - You never know who is the pervert ? Who said that he should be a cheap looking, paan- chewing , oily- haired, scary looking from the slums ? Why cant it be the guy with decent clothes, greying hair and having a father-figure look ? The pervert demon inside does not care for the outer look . It just wants to lech, grope, fondle, rape ......
Once upon a time, there were four girls. Close friends – two pairs of best friends. They were always together. A and B went home together. In the train. C and D went home together. In the bus. Then, B began complaining that there was a man bothering her in the train. He got on at the station A got off. He used to come everyday and sit next to her and try to feel her up. Every single day.The four of them came up with a plan. They would go all the way to B’s station but A,C and D would act like they didn’t know her and sit in some corner so that they could observe her. Then the next day, they would come with a police officer.It was a fine plan. They went all the way to B’s station, all the while, watching the ugly scene in front of them. They were helpless and scared. But they told her not to worry. Tomorrow, the police officer would deal with the awful man, they said.But the next day, she was missing. She didn’t come to college. Not B. A. A was missing. She was the leader in their group. The driving force. The mastermind of the plan. Where was she? She didn’t come the whole week. When they finally decided to go to her house, they found her mother wailing. Her daughter had committed suicide. What??? They couldn’t believe it. Why would A commit suicide? She was so happy! The scared, confused, upset girls turned to go offer their condolences to A’s father. And everything fell into place. A’s sudden silence on the train the day they went with B. The sudden shadow on her face when the other two were consoling B. Her suicide.
A’s father. The man on the train.
Fact or fiction?
This underlines the basic reason of the fear thar girls face - You never know who is the pervert ? Who said that he should be a cheap looking, paan- chewing , oily- haired, scary looking from the slums ? Why cant it be the guy with decent clothes, greying hair and having a father-figure look ? The pervert demon inside does not care for the outer look . It just wants to lech, grope, fondle, rape ......
5 Comments:
scary ...so chilling...where do we go from here?
By silbil, at March 11, 2006 10:21 AM
SHIT
By Aravindan, at March 12, 2006 12:37 PM
I dont know if anything can be done about this. Yes we can spread awareness about it but the heritage of a 1000 years will take some time to go away .
By Rahul Tamaskar, at March 12, 2006 10:53 PM
sent shivers down my spine..
By Neha, at March 14, 2006 12:24 AM
It did the same for me too . Will be posting some more similar stories soon . Some of them are really bad
By Rahul Tamaskar, at March 14, 2006 1:06 AM
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