Saturday, 1 March 2014

The Valiant Princess !


I woke up today hoping it would be just another lousy Sunday. Then the show, "Satyameva Jayate" happened. I've been waiting for some inspiration to write something meaningful. I finally found it.
There are many women in this country who are victims of sexual harassment everyday and are threatened to death, if they ever come forward with their story. I see college guys, who consider themselves to be studs if they hang out with two or three women. I have seen middle aged men who still stare obscenely. I have seen old men still plunging out evil. Not just psychopath strangers, even men among some families talk cheap and heinous things to girls who are half their age. There are men who forget the woman's age and pull them to bed when drunk. When a 94 year old woman can be raped, a 5 year old tiny tot being raped isn't big news either.

In the name of religion, some people have visions and they prohibit their son from hanging out with a girl because "GOD" came in a dream and told them that this girl is "Evil, like a snake." Another religion believes in killing the girl child and offering her as a sacrifice to "GOD." Few parents walk upto every church, temple and mosque. They pray and offer everything at hand, because "GOD" will bless them with a boy  instead of a girl. Even "GOD" isn't spared in this terrible world. Sad, isn't it ?

Today I consider myself unfortunate for being a part of this world, where monsters like you rapists were ever given oxygen. How easy it must have been for you, while running your awry fingers and committing a heinous crime.

When a girl smiles at you, you start building a castle. When she hugs you, you start imagining to sleep with her in that castle. When she refuses to give into your wants, you rape her in that very own castle. Then suppress her cries inside the walls stained with her blood. And you walk with your head in pride. Your crime will remain unnoticed. You will remain unpunished.

A woman is sane in her ways and would never have thoughts of harming you, unless you come onto her. She is a born princess. She dresses up only for herself, but not for you to howl like a wolf on seeing her. She smiles at you, only because she is polite. She hugs you only to tell yo that you are a dear friend. She will love because she thinks you are worthy enough. She will live with you till the last minute even when she knows you are a beast. If she ever walked away from you, it is only because she cannot keep you happy. Be grateful that she let you off the hook instead of pouring acid on her face or burning her alive.

Use your ROTTEN brains. Be a huMAN. Use your guts to save HER, but DO NOT use it ON HER. Look into her eyes, not at her CHEST. Love her, not her BODY. Live but do not KILL. Applaud for her but do not ABUSE her. Comfort her but DO NOT RAPE her. Treat her like a VALIANT PRINCESS. 

Sunday, 23 February 2014

Here's to those crappy bus rides.

India is a vastly populated country. Repeat after me. India is such a ridiculously populated country. I did not even imagine for a second back in school, that this statement would really make-me-want-to-pull-my-hair-out and for the love of Christ, yell for mercy. Strange, how certain things come to bite you back in the   , well I wouldn't want to complete that inappropriate sentence.

I take the bus to reach my office which is located in the outskirts of the city. *sigh* Everyday, standing right in the middle of the bus, among the sweaty crowd, I have an epiphany and then, my office suddenly turns into this Disneyland with my boss holding the lil' fairy wand. Ugh. NO. *brain falls out of its socket* *needs psych help* *faints*

So, here's my take on the experiences you will definitely have if you ever travel by an RTC bus.

1. Creepy and grave men.
Why, oh why ?! Why do some men act so nymphomaniacal ? Calm down, seriously. I swear they resemble  Jessica Rabbit with her eyes popping out. I feel I really need to wear the sign KEEP YOUR BUSINESS IN YOUR PANTS OR YOUR LEGS ARE COMING OFF FOREVER !

2. Frenzy women.
To add to the misery, there are always some deranged women in the buses who do such scatty things to get a place in the bus. Like some roguish men aren't enough to creep you out already ! Firstly, they throw their belongings through the window to hold a place in the bus. What all do they throw in you ask ?

A handkerchief.
A bag.
Vile of them all, their kids too.

Also they run if they spot an empty place. So fast. I swear they will give all the athelets a run for their money. Don't underestimate the power of a comman woman I say !

3. Conductor.
I hardly had any nightmares with women conductors so I might come across as a feminist here. So, the conductor, he is the man all guys look upto. *Jai Ho* *SLOW-CLAP*
If the bus is crowded, this guy will have the time of his life. Squeeze into the crowd, push all the women, nudge half of them for tickets. Sounds fun right? Okay, I want to use the Gangsta accent here, HELLS NO!

4. Driver.
I shall reveal the oath he takes every morning. I shall be rude. I will expect you to jump off a running bus with ease and board it back with finesse. I will drive like I don't give a darn to a rat's back. I will yell my lungs out if you ask me to stop at your convenience. I will keep chewing sickening red crap all day and scare the pants off people who look at my teeth directly.

5. Brakes.
 Oh ! The horror. I remember this particular incident where I was standing in the bus and I had to take a call. While I was busy on the phone, the driver being the darling like always, hit the brake so hard that I fell into a woman's lap. And there was laughter. *covers face and turns red*

So, if you're traveling in an RTC bus, make sure you wear super strong boots to hold your weight or you can always glue yourself to the bus.

That's it people. You've been warned, so be careful with the maniacs out there. *takes a bow*