She met me with a warm smile but soon i could make out how fake it was.
I had known her for almost a decade and she has been really close to me. Last year she went to Gurgaon to work in an automobile company. To cut the long story short she had to face lewd comments and had to fight with perverts to guard her space. As far as i knew her she never believed in the saying ‘ if you can not beat them, join them’. Therefore she fought, for she always has been a fighter. After a while she changed her job but was not at all amused by the incedent and was quite disturbed by it.
Last week when i met her she told me story when i pressed her a lot. She asked me a simple question of which i had no answers. She said” Mujtaba,Why is it so tough to be a girl”. I joked and said” Hey i’ve been a boy all my life how can i know” but deep down inside i had no answers, just a helpless silence overpowered me. i felt bad and wished i could help her someway but in this big, bad world i am an insignificant force.
I sometime ponder that with all the degrees and percentages if we cannot learn how to treat a lady then what is the social importance of it.i read about the gender inequality being prevelent in old times, in lesser educated areas but quite lately i realised the fast paced big city people can be far more ugly and henious than we imagined. The world is fake far more cruel to the weaker sex. With all the pain they actually go through this terminology lost its meaning. The fairer sex is actually far more understanding and stronger and no longer deserves to be called a weaker one.But i guess they have always been like this.I salute them.
The world is fast changing but the trials and tribulations of the women remains the same. The trauma that they face makes the face of this world far more ugly . We call ourselves a free nation but how free are we when women,the better half of the population cannot walk with a fearless mind. .Its so easy to be afraid for someone we know and fight with the menace and when its concerned with a girl we dont know then we conveniently become the menace ourselves.i feel I share the guilt myself being a man.It must be quite abrupt for the ladies to go through the searching eyes of strangers everyday. i would have wept out of humiliation but thats what make the women so strong. Thank god I am a man.
There are few ugly things and you cannot do anything about it.Its a shame that your sisters and close friends have to go through all the madness alonebut one could only wish that world can one day will come out of the rags and clutter and transform into a beautiful place for our daughters before its too late.
with a silent prayer…….