Just Shame And Disgust !!!

It's a un-usual Sunday morning.. Just finished reading through the headlines..
My mind is at unrest and I really don't know why??... But I am not the only one, Maybe the entire nation itself doesn't know what the unrest is all about??
I am disappointed and full of grave grief.. All this on new year's eve!!!!..
Well it's not about the New year..
I am just saddened by the irony here -On new year's eve,We gear up to celebrate just for a day and forget about it for the rest of the year.. Pretty much like the sacrifice of the 23 year old rape crucified girl ... She is HISTORY now and we must admit with shallow pride that this case will surely bag a place in top headlines for the past year or maybe even in children's text books..
Because That is our nation's grand salute for the brave-heart.. This is the most we could do for her..

It's a grave shame.. I see the unrest in people but it is pointless..
Majority of them don't even know what the fight is all about..
Forget about the common man, just look at the politicians..
I am tired of reading names and the blame games of not taking ownership.. Everyone is busy blaming the other..
Some section of the society is even blaming the girl itself for being a spoiler by roaming around on the streets with a "boy-friend"..
I am sheerly disgusted at the mindset..
DO ANY OF US HAVE THE SLIGHTEST IDEA OF WHAT THIS FIGHT IS ALL ABOUT???...
I want to shout out loud because I'm going crazy.
And why should I not be crazy.. I am a girl too ..

Admist all this furore in the Capital city, I can see the terror in the eye's of my own parents and my well-wishers..
All they have to say to me is that I should stay safe(rather play safe)..
What that means precisely is -
(a) I should stop going out.
(b) If at all it is necessary I should go and be back during the daylight.
(c) I should stop being PAINTED anymore( For those who don't get the pun intended here,please refer to the controversial DENTED and PAINTED remarks of Mr. Abhijit Mukherjee)
(d) I should resist going out with my male friends ( Although its a big ? on why should I have male friends in the first place)

Now Is this the thinking of a progressive liberated society? 
We take such pride in announcing equal rights for both men and women.. Oh really!!!.. Do they even exist.. I seriously doubt that.
I don't recollect any memories of me being taught to grow up and behave like a BRAVE WOMAN...
It was always about being shy,subdued,supressed,helpless and possibly so weak and vain to always put out a display of a DAMSEL IN DISTRESS.
And why?... Because this is our TEHZEEB, our so called culture.. I hate this..

How can we talk of a revolution now??.. After all this has happened and is happening since ages !!!
When the foundation itself is crippled, how can we talk of building strong monuments??.. Is it remotely possible?.. I shamefully doubt that.

We, the girls have to fight for our identity at every step.. And the fight is not only against the rapists in the society..
The fight is with our own people- who fail to reognise our worth, who don't have the sheer guts to support our steps, who lack the conviction to believe in us.
I am really short of words.. It is not about the struggle of one girl who succumbed to death braving the ill's of the society.
It is about all of US - The so called Dented and Painted section of the society.
We have dreams.. We have desires.. We have the strong will to make it through..
But sadly, what we don't have or will ever have is - SUPPORT..



Now, This is my question to the so called uproaring section of the society - " What would you have done if it ( the rape ) was happening before your eyes??"
I am sure all of you will go numb !!!
You can talk big shit on cameras, interviews,TV's,blogs,newspapers and what not...
But when it comes to showing it, You are SO HOLLOW.. You can't do much and just talk..
Just do one thing- Sit at your home with your opinions because WE DON'T CARE..


MAYBE WE WOULD HAVE TO FIGHT AND DIE A MILLION DEATHS BUT WE WILL SURELY FIND OUR WAY.

- Grand Salute to the departed soul