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In fact, the best
way to get your 2 minutes of fame is somehow get on air and make a statement on
the sad state of the country, of how women of this country are sullied and
abused. People are finally waking up and voicing their opinion, showing their
anger and coming out to protest. And this is good. More rape victims are
breaking their silence and reporting the heinous crime that they were subjected
to. That’s one of the good outcomes of this entirely pathetic situation. But
somehow I feel sad that a poor girl had to suffer such anguish and had to
endure so much pain to stir our consciousness.
But life moves on
and people have moved on too. And now the larger question that’s looming on
everyone’s mind is how to stop these atrocious crimes against women. And why
did it happen in the first place. Of course this is not the first rape to
happen and not the last too. Even as sparks of the protests against the gang
rape are simmering down, more reports of rapes are trickling in from across the
country.
As a woman myself
I feel scared and scared, because this is my country too and I have an equal
right to freedom in my country as any other guy walking down the road. Earlier,
when stepping out after 9 PM I would ask any male member of the family to
accompany me but, now I’m not so sure that just having a guy along with me will
deter any criminal with rape on his mind.
So who is to
blame for this contemptible plight of women in our country?
Well of course
the first thought that comes to our mind are the politicians, the government,
and the police. I mean, it’s their job to provide security to public and they
are responsible and answerable to Indians. But really, let’s think twice about
this. It’s futile to blame the politicians, after all who elected these
ineptitude officials on their seats. It’s us. We voted for them and that’s why
they are where they are. And frankly I have stopped expecting any good work
from our politicians. Competent and conscientious politicians are very few and
rare and often when they come to power, they lose the will to do good when
faced with limitations and pressure from their own party and the opposing
party.
Let’s then
concentrate on the police, people who are paid to keep crime at bay, to make
citizens feel safe and secure. When any crime occurs, the blame falls fairly
and squarely on the shoulders of these men of the police force. And when senior
officials of the force blame the victims, because they were out at un-godly
hours of the night or they were dressed skimpily (as per their standards), you
lose faith in these men of law and order.
But not all are
bad; there are some good and noble policemen. But as one bad apple can spoil
the whole bunch, few corrupt policemen can blight the integrity of the entire
force. And to be fair on the policemen,
they can’t be everywhere to protect women. They are just human not the Lord
himself. But what we can hope to do is, educate some dumb prick policemen to be
sensitive towards the rape victim when they carry their investigation. For
Chrissakes, the poor girl had to go through such anguish, the last she needs is
some dumb a*%hole to ask insensitive questions about the traumatic incident.
Can we blame the victim for being alone out at night or wearing
some dress that does not uphold our values and tradition. Even if we go along
with this thought, we have some cases where 3 year old girls are raped. I’m
sure that these innocent and guileless children do not dress provocatively and
‘ask-for-it’. Bottom line is that rapists don’t need instigation. They will
rape anyone, be it a 40-year old woman wearing a traditional sari or a 20-year
old girl wearing a short skirt or a 3 year old wearing her little dress. So
please, let’s stop blaming the victim. No one wants to be raped.
Can we blame upbringing then? Families where
little girls are forced to quit school so that their brothers can be educated,
or where girls are married off before they attain puberty, because they are
considered a burden, a responsibility that parents want out of their hands as
soon as possible. Families where the father beats his wife after his daily dose
of alcohol, where the mother silently suffers physical and verbal abuse because
she thinks it is wrong to speak against her husband. Who made men superior to
women? Why are women considered to be the weaker sex?
We need to teach our sons to respect women,
let them know that women are not to be deemed as just objects of desire, that
rules which apply to their sisters will also be laid down for them.
But in India where most of the families follow
the patriarchal system, can we really expect such changes. I have articulated
this before too, to bring about a change we need to believe in it at first. The
change should come from us. Stop voting for corrupt politicians. Spread
education. Stop having this ‘chalta hai’ attitude. Respect women and this is
not just for men but also for women. Because most women will be first to judge
another woman.
So I blame us for the derisory condition of
women in our country. If we need change then the change should begin from us.
Let’s stop blaming others and look within
ourselves. After the Delhi gang rape incident people thronged the streets to
protest, to demand justice. But where were these people when the girl and her
friend were lying on the road, naked and wounded, pleading for help. People
just looked, felt pity and moved on. Even if one had offered help, maybe the
girl would have been alive today. On the road to civilization, we have
somewhere along the journey lost empathy, a quality that distinguished us from
animals. Even animals have more compassion than humans.
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Hi Prasanna,
ReplyDeleteIndeed, a wonderful message for everyone. In order to bring a change to the society, one must begin from oneself and then start pointing fingers at others.
Even the Government should lead by example to prove to the society that such mindlessness shall not be tolerated.
Good post, keep posting thought provoking articles.
Regards
Jay
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