Oct 7, 2009

Reflections



She looked into the mirror and saw what the rest of the world saw her as. She was a victim and the scars and bruises were a proof of this. Her eyes gave her away. The once playful and vivacious eyes now looked down at the ground, shooting suspicious glares at passersby on the road. The same people who had had the option of helping her on hearing her cries and screams. Instead, they chose to turn a deaf ear to the screams or worse, play the role of onlookers. She looked away from the mirror in the shop and continued walking.

She stopped in front of the police station but found herself unable to go in and lodge a complaint. She knew that all those who were in there to ‘protect society’ were men. Men like the ones she had tried to push off herself as they lunged themselves onto her. Men who had no respect for their own mothers and sisters. Men who had lust in their eyes. She walked to the nearest pharmacy and considered buying tablets that could spare her parents the disgrace that they would have to face if she went home. Instead, she bought herself a pack of Band-Aids and tried concealing the bruises that were visible to the public eye.

The pain was far from receding now and she yearned to have a roof over her head-a familiar space without strange invaders of her privacy and body. A home to feel love once more. Just the emotion. Nothing physical.

She walked all the way home, without stopping to rest, choosing the harder option of bearing the pain rather than seeking help. She turned the key and entered the hall. She could hear her parents in their room. She walked past it and went to her room, locking the door behind her. She lit a cigarette and took a long drag. It hurt her. She took off her dirty clothes and walked towards her cupboard to take out her nightdress.

She saw herself in the mirror and began to cry. She could no longer face herself .She felt a loss of identity. She backed away from her cupboard in haste. She was scared and disgusted. She threw her phone at the mirror with all her pent up hatred vented into that throw. The glass shattered and she collapsed onto her bed, crying.

13 comments:

Naman Saraiya said...

:)

kittu said...

man an insight into a rape victims mind is...... words cannot quantify it. But these r the times wen ur frnds come to make u realise that there is alot more to live for.

And the onlookers real bastards man

hopeless said...

i think it is high time ppl shud come out of their shells and face the world....dude its ur life man...fuck the society....those bastards will continue their evil act if actions are not taken.... and plz....not all "protector of society" are evil....u will find wise ppl around if u look

Bhaskar said...

The first paragraph made me think the girl had failed to realise she has lost her youth. But the subsequent paragraphs made me realise that the mishap had made her a non-entity...

Zohair said...

intense.... amazin... i love u...

kittu said...

Wat ppl tried to do doesnt count for anything mr hopeless.
wat was done and wat was not done r all that count.
punisment for rape shud be in the terms of that guy must bleed to death and more importantly other ppl must be shown this so that ppl get scared even to think of doing such a thing

so tell me is there 1 leader out there who can take a bold and strong step like this?

Anonymous said...

brave are one who have faced trouble singlehandedly, cowards are one who do such kind of things....

athang12 said...

This is nice. The way you went about talking about the incident indirectly through your emotions is really amazing and undoubtedly the subject is very relevant today and something must be done about it. Its slightly a pessimistic view but thats what a victim would go through, i guess.

athang12 said...

Keep up the good work! =]

ritz said...

damn nyc... well written.. but i read it at the wrong time of the night man...
keep up th good stuff

Prashant said...

great stuff girl....not the most upbeat stuff, but brilliant nonetheless...keep it coming bongo

Veronica G. said...

Deep ! Very well narrated. !!

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