(...Dedicated to the girl suffering )
What is my fault ?
If I was born as a girl to my lovely little family. What is my fault, if my dad taught me to live my life happily and freely as he was always there to back me and protect me from this world. What is my fault if my teacher taught me that India is a democratic country, I can breathe as I like, I can laugh as I like and I can live as I like. I had a happy and normal life, just like you. But one day my life changed, I got victim of few people’s lewdness. I got raped.
I screamed, I cried, I hauled but there was no body to hear my heart crying scream. I pleaded to those beasts to leave me for the sake of humanity, but they didn't. I was in unbearable pain, I was begging them to pity me, but they didn't. With my body, my heart too was in pain, extreme pain.
They were so brutal to me as if I was a non living thing, didn't they notice me breathing? They could have easily bought sex in few bucks, then why did they do this to me at the cost which I can’t afford for my entire lifetime?
Was the cost of my life so cheap for them, that they denied pitying me and threw me to die?
People say it’s the fault of the “Inappropriate Dress”, is it?
Then why do women get raped although wearing a Saree and Full draped dress?
Then why do small little kids get raped? Their innocent heart would be the “Inappropriate” thing.
And why do boys get raped now days too? They must be walking freely in the street and that would be the “Inappropriate” thing – Bogus excuses.
IS IT MY FAULT?
NO, IT IS NOT.
It is the fault of those satyr maniacs out there who are in search of every next girl whose life they can destroy and fulfill their heinous and shameful desires. It is the fault of the law which is not strong enough, and therefore such people are not afraid of it before carrying out such an act.
That day, my heart died but body still breathes, for the ones who love me and that are my family and friends. I scream for JUSTICE and so do they.
-Today is was her. Tomorrow it could be you or the one you love the most. Share and raise your voice and demand justice for her by demanding from the government, the most brutal punishment ever to those inhuman bastards, so that such an act never ever takes place in future.
RIP Damini !!!
