story of Indian girl.

story of Indian girl.

 
Every day a headache for every girl now a day in daily life. This is a story of Indian girl.
A man followed me in the metro today. Mind you, 20 minutes back. That is 8 pm. On a Sunday. Pretty normal right?
Stood near me in the metro on my route. Seemed pretty normal. A LOT of people take same route. It’s not fair to pin point anyone.
Got off at the golf course metro station. Stood nearby, while pretending to talk on phone with somebody. I was waiting for parent.
Tried to listen to my conservation with father to know where I was going. I sensed something was fishy and immediately put on earphones.
I still don’t try to be unfair and test waters by stopping regularly at steps. He stop with me. I rush to the car and he tries to push me.
Into a shady corner at the end of the staircase. I push him away, slap him. And make a LOT of noise. I ask him to stop and so I can catch him.
A security guard is happily talking to people near panwari while this happens. Nobody runs to catch him. Nope. Nada. Cipher.
My father sees this. Gets out of the car and runs behind the man. Everybody enjoys the show. Happily and acts surprised. Mind you only act.
Other people: – madam ye krtin, wo kartin…
You losers, when somebody attack you, you can’t think. I did the best I could.
Moved out of the city a year back. I think my starts I did. This has been the first time I have a metro in last six months and I’m sad.
So yes, ladies. You are not safe. Not even close. You’re on your own and there are creeps ready to grope you. Police and security mean shit.
Endnote: – I’m shaken. Not scared. Only and only angry. Women deserve better.
Source- twitter

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