Victim, Opponent!
Hey friends!
This is Harini here! Most of you won’t know me! Am Deepan’s friend, and here to
share something useful! Don’t worry, I’ll stick to the point, and be precise,
unlike Deepan’s blah-blah-blah…
Am 17 years
old girl and an aspiring astronaut. I want to land on Moon. I want to be the
girl on the moon, and show these people I can survive there. Cool right? I always
thought being brave is the best thing a human could do. So, for my profession, I
thought choosing Science Group after 10th was my perfect decision. Then
came this day, where I did something “Heroic”.
For people
who are currently thinking, the phrase should be “Heroinic”, Thank you for
reading this blog till here. You can resume watching Bigg Boss. R(B)est of the
readers, let me tell a story.
It happened
on 9th October 2020. Didn’t inform parents, took my Amma’s Scooty
(No license yet) and took some money from my savings. Yeah, let it be my
savings, still, I used to inform Amma. But I have a valid reason for not
informing them. It was their anniversary the next day, and I went to buy a
gift.
It was the first day in ‘that’ six months, I left home. I wore a pink mask, which complimented my yellow salwar kameez. I bought it last year, on the occasion of my
birthday. Of course, this ‘six months’ took a toll on my weight and made that
dress a bit tight for me. I didn’t have much time for a change, as both of my
parents would come home by 11. So, I sped off.
I planned to buy a Digital BP Apparatus, Which almost cost around 3000 bucks. This could be a useful gift for them, as Appa reached 50 last month. I had the plan of asking
the shopkeeper for a discount, as he’s a long known friend.
But when I went
to the shop, I saw a different guy standing in. He was a guy in his early 30s’.
I went in, and gestured to him, that I need to buy something. He removed his
headphones and got up. I asked him for a BP apparatus. He was fair complexioned,
tall, and fit. He looked handsome, like the people in face-cream ads.
I remember
him smiling at me, for no reason. All I did was to smile back, in the polite
way possible. He went into another section of the shop. He took a big box in his
hands. He dropped something while taking it. He told me to pick it. I went to pick,
while he passed across me. I took the box and turned to see him locking the
front door.
He turned to
me, and asked me whether I knew what I had in my hands. I was freaked out to
see I held a contraceptives' box. I threw it out of disgust and started to tear
up. my face was covered with sweat, as I didn’t know what to do. Millions of
thoughts running through me, I saw him advancing towards me.
He pushed me
towards a shelf and forced him on me. I felt him grabbing me. I started to
shout for help, but it didn’t help much. I was surprised that five minutes ago,
he seemed to be a good harmless person. I felt my body turning submissive. I
started to feel weak, and I don’t know why. I felt his dominance made me feel
so. But I was clear not to give up.
I had to do
something. I extended my hands and discovered something metal, from the shelf.
Gathering all my effort, took that metal straight to his waist. He saw it
coming, so he caught my hand, and saved him. He lost his grip for a second, which
I used it to push him away. He again came to me, but this time, he got what he
deserved. I have learned to kick men in their groin, as a self-defense practice.
My knee hurt badly, but I could see him suffering double the pain visually.
I took the
BP Apparatus, and kept the money in the cashier. I saw him not being able to
get up, but the bad thing is, he was trying to get up every second. I looked
around and found a fire extinguisher. I wanted to hit his head with that, but
it was too heavy to lift. I just activated it and directed all the fog on his eyes,
through the pipe. I took a Complan tin and hit his head. His red, violent eyes
were evident, even though the fog covered up most of the shop.
I opened the
door, and fled away from there. For a long time, I felt his hands over me. It was
too disturbing, and I was horrified to think how a man could do this all of a
sudden. I informed the cops and then informed my parents. He was arrested immediately.
I saw him
being arrested. The tin had made a severe injury in his head, which made him bleed
badly. He also had blood seeping from his nose, by breathing the fog. I was worried
wondering whether I would be arrested, but later, I got to know:
According to the laws of IPC which are mentioned in
sections 103 and 104 that in a murder in self-defense is not seen as a murder.
Any act of protecting yourself is seen as the self-defense and the law
understands that the accused did not have any intention of killing, he/she was
protecting himself/herself.
So, first
rule is to, be strong when something happens. I understand its emotionally and
physically so tough to overcome their dominance. But we have to stay strong. A glare
is enough to frighten them. It's our fear which makes them feel overpowered.
Secondly, no
matter what, don’t feel disgusted to hit them. When they aren’t disgusted to
keep their ugly hands on us, why should we be? Hitting them in their sensitive
area makes them unable to even get up. it would sting them, giving plenty of
time for you to escape from them.
Thirdly, don’t
feel embarrassed to say this out. Inform your parents, so that they would guide
you on what to do next. They’ll help you out.
Boys, I don’t
even know what to say to you guys. I know many good friends who are really
genuine to me. But still, there are guys, who don’t accept their mistake and
ask us to cover top to bottom. Yeah, start selling blankets in places of Sarees
and Salwars. Educate the future generation on the right thoughts. Tell them that
physical abuse hurts us, both physically and mentally.
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That day, I
realized, the bravest thing today is for a woman to survive on Earth, rather
than on Moon. I wanted to show that I survived such a bad situation, and am still
not broken. You women too. We can.
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