Rape: Now Just A Statistic!

   India is a country of 1.38 Billion people which equals to 17.7% of the world’s population. Approximately 1/5th world population lives in India, as the population is vast, the laws and awareness of the situations must be very high so that everyone can enjoy their freedom. But are we doing the same? I don’t think so.

   We know all the statistics on the number of rapes that happen in an hour, a day etc., It is bizarre that it has just become just a statistic. People always asked how many rapes happened? when did rape happen? Have they ever gave a thought on how did rape happen? What caused it? And went to the roots of it? Nope.

   Let us try to understand real yet dangerous statistics. There are many surveys conducted by various websites, news channels and many other forms. The data says that came to limelight is very shocking. Many of the men think that girls invite rape by:

1. Wearing short clothes.

2. Working late at night.

3.  Hanging out with her male friends.

4. Partying late nights. 

   The above four and other related reasons topped in their survey’s, and the actual reason never even showed up. If I had a dollar for every time I see a man say or comment rape is “invited, I would buy a dictionary and throw that on his fucking face and ask him to check the definition of “Consent” and “rape.” 

   If anyone thinks the reason for rape is from the above four reasons, he is a potential rapist. He may not rape, but he has the same thinking of a rapist. If clothing is the reason, some rapes occurred on five months old kids and to even 90 old years women. If late nights are the reason, there are many countries in which women move freely at any hour of the night. The only cause of rape is the man’s mentality to rape. There is no other reason than that; it is the man’s fault.

   Recently in Uttar Pradesh (A state of India), four rape incidents came to light in two days. In those four cases, two of the girls were minors. In those four a girl is brutally gang-raped by four men. They slit her tongue, broke her spine and horrendously murdered her. In the other three girls, one is dead, and the other two are in hospital seeking treatment.

   I wanted to know how people were fighting this and went through the comment section of news channels pages which posted this news. They stuck an immense fear in me. Most of them are arguing like why are you blaming my state? Why are you accusing my religion? These happen in other regions and religions as well, post about them and other shitty comments. I don’t know how these people call themselves humans.

   No one is bothered that a girl who has never seen life, has lost her life. Everyone is busy defending their religion and region. News channels are doing circus with celebrities as some celebrities are involved in a drug case, and NCB is investigating the same. Frankly, we are the reason why news channels are like this. They get all types of orgasms on gossip on celebrity news. 

   No one cared to spread the awareness of rape while the poor Manisha was on her death bed battling for life. They have lost all kinds of respect as journalists and reporters, especially during the pandemic where they are doing useless circus since June. They have nothing left to lose, so they keep looping the useless debates and gain TRP.

   So what can we do to tackle this problem? India is the second most populated country in the world, so if you think sex is a “taboo”, sorry to burst your bubble, it is not. We have the highest population density per square Kilometre in the world, so let us come back to reality. We should give sexual education to children as early as possible. The faster they get educated, the better.

   Men who think rape is “consensual act” should be counselled by psychologists. When a rape occurs, the criminal must be on media, and psychologists should do a psycho-therapy session on them, and people should watch it. By listening to the thoughts of the rapist, we can identify the potential criminals around us and send them to counselling. 

   Everyone says there must be strict laws on the rapists they must get severe punishments. They are right; the law must be strong so that the victims get justice. But we need to create a system where there is no crime committed. No matter how strong the law is, these kinds of crimes keep happening. So if we attack the grass-root level and change the mindsets of the people, we don’t need strong laws as people will be aware and there will be less or no crimes. 

   Instead of “Beti Bachao” (save the girl child) it should be “Beta Padao.” (educate the boy child). A girl doesn’t need any protection or special laws, and they never demanded it. All they ask is not to give an animal look when they are walking down the street and not to behave like monsters when they mind their own business. We should never say to a girl not to go alone, but we should tell the boys that not to stare at them, tease them or behave like a lunatic.

  In the end, stop blaming the victim when such hideous crimes occur. It is never the women’s fault when rape occurs. It is always the men’s fault. Let us hope that the mentality of all the men changes one day and these ghastly crimes come to an end. 

An echo of a dying squeal

“I was born in a shed, in a green grassy town. A man cleaned me the blood on me, and his wife cared for my mother. The man looked under my legs and smiled, looking at me. “Lakshmi” he called me. The couple played with me and always were happy to see me. My mother, I loved her a lot, don’t know who Papa is, never got to see him. Mom tells that even she did not see him. I am a teen now, and Ma is telling me a lot of new things that I should know about my body. Ma doesn’t even know how I was conceived. She tells me that I’m a goddess because I was born to a virgin! But I don’t believe that! I’m not a fool. I think she was raped, and that’s how I was born. I guess she didn’t even see the face of my father. However, even the care-taking couple treat me like goddess give me all the things I need. One day, my mother was sleeping, and the care-taking man entered our home sneakily. He looked at me and asked me to come out with him. I went out, and he made me get into his vehicle. I couldn’t understand what he was doing with me at that time. He was smiling, he put his arms on my neck, back and down there, and started oddly tickling me. I didn’t understand what to do, so I closed my eyes. This is what my mom said to me; she said we would be separated one day, and during the moment, I better close my eyes and imagine all the best moments I have had with her. I kept on imagining the beautiful moments I had with my mother, and I can feel a new pair of hands touching my nipples. But I still didn’t open my eyes. I know the vehicle was moving and I’m being taken someplace elsewhere they are going to use me more than just touching my tender nipples.

They got me down, and I was tied. Did I mention that? Yes, I was tied and being dragged somewhere new, and I still did not dare to open my damn eyes!”.

She started crying, and she could not continue anymore. She was shaking to speak the horrors out, and Ms.Saraswati patted her back. “You know it feels hard to speak it out, but when you do, it feels good. It is good to let go of the ghosts that haunt us. These ghosts are our traumatic memories. You can take a break, but you need to speak, and it happens today, Lakshmi! You are the oldest of us” Saraswati encouraged Lakshmi to speak. “Okay” Lakshmi sobbed and gathered her courage.

“So, no matter how prepared I was for this day, how much my mother informed me would happen to me, it still did not make me strong enough to face it. The people who touch me started increasing day by day. Sometimes doctors come to test me. I was finally of age, and one day, after all the tests and weirds touchings, I was forced to wake up in the middle of the night. I was taken to a secluded room. Before I know what was happening, I was restrained to a few metal rods and the chains were so tight. I shouted and pleaded, but no one was listening to me, I don’t know what is going to happen. They left me there tied, for a while. I kept on struggling and crying, and then I heard the door open again. I couldn’t turn back as I was tied, but I know something terrible happening. I can sense it. *sobs* Ah! Er… I could feel someone getting on top of me from behind. Then! Then I felt a piercing pain down there, something was thrusting inside, and the pain was so unbearable that I don’t even have the energy to scream that big, I just! I blacked out! When I woke up, I could not feel my legs, the pain it was no more, there was no feeling at all, it felt very… numb!” Lakshmi stared on to the floor deeply as Saraswati, and other travellers looked at her with teary eyes.

Lakshmi continued after gulping her tears in. “So, after that ghastly incident, I was left untouched for a few days. But I was checked up once in a while. My breasts have started to swell, and I started vomiting. After a couple of months, I gave birth to Naren, that’s what they called him. I didn’t know what to call him. He was sweet, and he never left my side. Even when I was carrying him, I was still groped but never raped. He was out, and the touchings increased. Every morning they woke me up with a touch and made me sleep after a touch. I felt like I don’t own my body, it’s theirs, not mine. My dear son is a real momma’s boy. He cried when I went out of sight, and he never left my side. His smiles and touch were the only things that looked like a light in that never-ending darkness. But after he got to his teens, they thought his body was useless for them. They can’t cash him, so they took him away from me. I didn’t cry. If I cried I would be relieved of him, I want that pain inside me, and I don’t want to forget him by crying. Days passed, and one day they took me back to the rape room and the incident repeated, I did not conceive this time. So, there was no gap, I was raped every day. One day I conceived again, and this time, I did not feel any attachment to this newborn. It was a girl, and I know she would face the same fate as me. I know she would be groped and raped repeatedly. I told her that straight. I did not lie like my mother did. I prepared her for the worst. I gave birth to many, and I got raped my many more. Years passed, and I didn’t keep track of the babies I gave birth to, but Naren! I still keep remembering him. He has a scar on his foot, it was shaped like a star. What might have happened to my boy? Did they kill him? Or did they left him to grow on his own? Is he muscular and handsome now? Will he become a rapist too? I had so many questions about my beautiful little boy. My nipples became dry, and my glands were wrinkled. I’m old now! Will that stop me from looking attractive? Will that stop me from getting raped? I didn’t know. But that da..” Lakshmi was staring blankly into the walls of the truck. “Speak out grandma” Lilly asked her.

“It was the day I can never forget. I was taken to the rape room like every once in a while, and they restrained my scarred hands. I could hear him enter, he sounded young and excited. He held my waist and tried to climb over me. I could tell that it is his first time. He struggled and weirdly stood over me. All these years, I never saw even reflection of them, but the way he stood, I can see his right leg. Before my eyes were totally open and I was shocked to see the star-shaped scar on his foot he was already inside me. My jaw dropped, and I cried to stop after all these years first time I cried so loud, but he didn’t stop. He rammed me. He completed what he was doing, he waited and he pulled it out. It was him… My beautiful boy Naren, he was…”

Lakshmi burst out in tears as all the others were looking at her with eyes open as they have seen some ghost. “I… I was raped almost entire my life but that day, I was killed. I was mentally dead. I feel nothing anymore, and I have wanted to die ever since. I feared that I would conceive his child. But luckilly my days are gone. My body couldn’t do that anymore. So they decided that I have no use for them and I’m put in this container with you guys. Travelling to the end of the tunnel, towards freedom” Lakshmi cried. Saraswati couldn’t stop her tears. “I was made to conceive too, but with machinery and what happened to you in un-imagineable, And Naren..” she burst out too. 

“You all are used and wasted, but I’m young why am I being freed?” Lilly asked. “You are a lucky one, Lilly. They saw that you can’t be used to torture, so they found a different way for you—a quick way to freedom. Trust me, it is better this way” she hugged Lilly.

The containers opened and Rajappa stood there with a neem stick in his mouth and a lungi. “Why are these cows moo-ing a lot, Ravi?” he asked his partner. “Who knows, they might be having a conversation ” Ravi laughed. “17 cows, that’s a huge batch” Rajappa smiled. “They all look thick! Lots of meat” Ravi exclaimed and dropped them one by one. While walking in, she remembered an image of herself in a third person’s point of view. “You are at peace now” she imagined telling her younger self these words.

Picture By – Prahlad Kosuri

And Ravi lead them inside the slaughterhouse where they were cut into pieces as they squealed with pain.

The echo of their dying squeal has reached my ears and woke me up. I took the responsibility to make you hear their screams.

Awareness And The Crimes Caused By Lacking It.

By – Mourya Koundinya

In the world of 7.2 billion people and counting, there are at least 7.2 billion perspectives on how to lead a life. Life in such a way that you enjoy your freedom and don’t hurt others. In reality, Some of them are universal qualities like not committing any crime, treating everyone equally, awareness of the situation so on and so far. There are a few things which are not given the importance they should be given. The reason is that people think it will be learnt as days go on or in the spur of the moment. One of the thing that is not given such importance is awareness. Today let us discuss scenarios in which lack of awareness led to very tragic and bizarre incidents. The extremity is so high that lives are lost.

What is the meaning of awareness? Awareness means “knowledge or perception of a situation or fact.” In other words, knowing what is around you and acting according to it. Awareness of a situation helps you and the people around you to analyze the situation and act accordingly. You cannot go to a funeral and laugh there.

Similarly, you cannot go to a birthday party and cry. It makes you and the people around you very uncomfortable. The following are the three scenarios which happened in India due to lack of awareness or ignoring it, which has changed a few lives forever.

On June 15, 2020, A 19-year-old girl was thrown out of the bus and lost her life in Mathura Uttar Pradesh. She was suspected of Covid-19. She fainted due to heat and exhaustion, prompting the bus driver and conductor to believe that she was infected with the coronavirus. She then died due to cardiac arrest once thrown out of the bus. In this scenario, the lack of awareness of the diseases took away a precious life.

On June 19, 2020, a woman was raped on a moving bus in Uttar Pradesh by the conductor and the driver. In which a dozen passengers were on board. This is the 21st century, and it happened in India, where women are believed to be treated like a goddess. The people are not aware that rape is not consensual. It hurts women physically and mentally. I think in this scenario, along with the culprits, those people should also face the law. They must be given some punishment.

On June 23, 2020, Two men named, Jayaraj and Bennicks have lost their life due to police brutality. This incident shook the nation to the core. Their crime was that their shop was open post permitted time. According to the locals, it was open for a few minutes. In this scenario, the police were not aware that you could educate the public by giving information about the pandemic and could have asked them to close early. But they instead showed their brutality and two precious lives were lost. By lacking awareness, you can never make the right call for the situation. This is the best example of this.

In the end, if you are doing something without the awareness of the situation. By that, if it is affecting the life of anyone in a wrong way, then you are no less than a criminal.