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Gender woman

Was: a victim
City: On the road/Bangalore
Was wearing Chudithar/Salwar Kameez with dupatta
Reaction: Helpless, Passively Endured

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a Stranger and aged 40-50486156_302985893141024_777130491_n

Experience:
Hello everyone..

First of all I wish to say that this really is a good initiative and I’m very happy to be a part of it. Before I started writing this, apparently I had to choose how and in what sort of way was I victimized, and the worst part was I did not know which of the options to choose from. This is because almost all of the options are applicable to me. I had to immediately brush away the thoughts that followed this hesitation and here I’m ready to share one such incident.

I was just going out somewhere with a friend, walking on the sidewalk of a very crowded road. My friend was walking in front of me and a special mention on the wardrobe, we were both wearing salwar kameez with duppatta, in other words neatly dressed just the way few people want a girl to be dressed. And also we were not talking or laughing or attracting any sort of attention. We just quietly walked on the side of the road, keeping as much distance as possible from the incoming predators with their piercing and exasperating stare. Suddenly there was too many men in front of us and one of those morons(some elderly one, worst part) conveniently placed his hands to his sides and as he passed us, brushed it on our legs, first on my friend followed by me.

At this point, I cannot even begin to describe the amount of hatred and anger that filled in my heart. I just turned and gave him a dirty look and moved away. He put on a face as if nothing happened which was much more irritating. This is a very convenient strategy used by so many assholes. My friend and I just went on as fast as we could from that place. We both could not control our anger and just started ditching him with the worst words we know. This was obviously a temporary relief and it did not make me feel any better. There were so many thoughts running in my mind, I felt so sad that I did not just slap him across his ugly, stupid face. Since that moment, I have been very careful when I walk on the roads, keeping a very safe distance from anyone I suspect and have also been building up courage in me to look into such(I seriously can’t think of a bad word now) stupid creatures’

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eye and just slap them.. slap them so hard that my hand hurts. But at least I will be happy.

In the middle of such thoughts, I happen to come across a totally different point of view. When I sat down and thought about why these idiots do what they do, the answer I got was because they do not respect or value themselves. The only way they can feel better(or that is what they think) is to hurt or molest others and feel superior. Especially in the case of men, the only way they have power over women is the physical form. This applies more to free thinking and independent women to whom insecure men subject such behaviour. Women often are pushed to believe that it was their fault that they are put through such non sense(I used to believe it too), but the truth is that it is not and it never is. One should be very careful to curb this thought because they tend to eat you up.

The ultimate fact is that, in this universe, we are all one, men, women, Hindu,, Muslim, Indian, American etc., there is the same spirit inside of all of us. These are just physical forms that we are presented in and it was our arrangement(or some male chauvinistic one) that differentiated men from women. From therein, there has been this kind of an odd treatment towards us women, in India especially, it is the worst. When we think from this point of view, when a guy dashes against you or tries to grope just to show his dominance or for perversion, it seems to be merely pathetic to me. As women, you and I do not need this kind of a barbaric satisfaction to feel better. Our powerful inner strength, the spiritual strength gets us through any situation. As I have always believed, I will always remain the same invaluable person while on the other hand the low life that is trying such acts will remain so all his life.(By this I mean only those men who have crossed my path and who are without any doubt perverts of the first order) Trying to apparently damage a women’s dignity by doing such unethical things will not put us nor our spirit down. Next time you go through or witness any such incident, just look them in the eye fearlessly, slap them and walk away with your held high. That is exactly what I’m raring to do.

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Gender man

Bystander intervention
City: Restaurant/Bangalore
Was wearing Jeans and Shirt
Reaction: Reacted (yelling, complaining, slapping, fighting back)

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a Stranger and aged 20-30

Experience:
I was out with a group of friends and one of my female friends, Lakshmi received a phone call. She looked very disturbed and asked one of my male friends to say hello to whoever was on the line.  My male friend was pretty non-chalant and Lakshmi looked disappointed with his equivocal response. After he hung up, I inquired the details. Apparently, Lakshmi was being stalked by a stranger for the last two weeks. He used to call her at all odd hours. Threats, playing music on the phone etc. didn’t help. He even knew all her whereabouts. I got terribly angry to hear this from her and to my luck, he called again. This time, I lifted the call. However he cut the call on hearing my sound. Then I called him back. This time he spoke to me. I then shouted at him. He at first tried to joke with me and when I told him I will call the police,  he was shocked.  He exclaimed ‘you will call police!’, and then he told me it was wrong number and cut the call.  I knew he was clearly afraid when I spoke about police.   I was boiling with rage and advised Lakshmi to take it very seriously. At that time, this male friend of mine and a couple of others made comments about me being “paranoid” and “lecturing too much.” I remember everyone in the restaurant looking at me strangely. But later I was happy to know that the guy never called Lakshmi again.

So yes, strong reactions are needed even to curb small things. A woman shouldn’t be violated in any way.378885_10150564869241240_3653392_n

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Gender woman

Was: a victimnight road
City: Near my PG in Indira Nagar, Bangalore
Was wearing Jeans and Shirt
Reaction: Helpless, Passively Endured

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a Stranger and aged 20-30

Experience:
I was returning after dinner at a restaurant called High Note. One of my male friends was with me. As we were nearing my pg, two men in a motorbike started following us. They seemed inebriated. They were passing lewd comments. My friend advised me not to make eye contact as this would only goad them. He threatened to call the police but this didn’t have any impact on them. We had almost reached my pg when the men swerved and almost hit us. They started asking us whether we were a couple and whether we

were ‘having fun.’ I asked my friend to come inside my pg as I felt it wasn’t safe for him to walk back to the main road. The men disappeared around the kerb but then, a few minutes later, they came back. Then again, they rode around the kerb. My friend called a cab and I waited with him till it arrived. The men, by then, had left. These are rowdies who feel they have the freedom to do what they want because they know they won’t have to face the consequences of their actions. The trajectory of other womens’ stories might vary, but the helplessness we feel is the same. The anger we feel is the same.

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Gender woman

Was: a victim
City: Bangalore
Was wearing Sari/Half Sari
Reaction: Moved away silently

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a Neighbour and aged 20-30

Experience:
Everyone shared their experiences in which the man / woman had been helpless victims. What about relationship or friendship as adults we enter into with a wrong person which ends up in a mishap. These are relationships we encourage or knowingly enter into . Forgive my english .
First of all I would like to state my own case . I grew up in a joint family with my cousin brothers and neighbours . Our neighbour had one daughter of my age and a son of my younger cousin brother ‘s age. We grew up together playing in the streets . After my marriage , my husband left abroad and I came to live with my parents for nearly two years. I had given birth to my daughter by then. My neighbour ‘s daughter was also married , settled abroad and was expecting her first child. Hence her mom left abroad to attend her . Her son was in the final year medicine . He use to call me sister as I was much elder to him. Since we were neighbours from childhood he use to visit my house often and play with my daughter. After his mom left abroad he had faced some problems in his college which he use to share with me. I regarded him like my brother and offer him food whenever he comes to my place., since his mother was abroad .after a few weeks I noticed difference in his behaviour ,

in the way he spoke and looked at me. One day when he came home I was sleeping in the living room in sofa when I felt that he had pressed my chest . I woke up with a jerk luckily my mom came out of the kitchen and he moved away. She didn’t notice or suspect as he is like my cousin brother . I didn’t tell anyone but till this day I feel I should have seen it coming . He became very emotionally dependent on me for the few months, but I didn’t suspect anything wrong since he was much younger to me, medical professional who had chance of meeting girls of his age . I am in my forties today but I m still doubtful of boys educated or not .images

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Gender woman

Was: a victim
City: Bus

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from Kerala to Bangalore
Was wearing Jeans and Kurta
Reaction: Reacted (yelling, complaining, slapping, fighting back)

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a Stranger and imagesaged 20-30

Experience:
I have faced numerous incidents where different types of perverts tried to touch me inappropriately, mostly while travelling in a bus/train. I will post as much stories as possible, since I hope that it may inspire atleast one person who usually suffer in silence decide to open their mouth and react.

I was travelling from my hometown to Bangalore in a Volvo bus on a Sunday evening when this incident happened. Me and another girl were sitting on adjacent seats. Behind us were 2 guys, college students probably. Initially we did not even notice who were sitting behind us.

When it was late night, when lights were dim and almost everyone was sleeping in the bus, the girl sitting next to me told that the guys sitting behind us are probably drinking as she could smell alcohol. After a few minutes, I felt there is a hand on my seat very close to my face. I slowly moved my head away from the hand. Then I could see that the hand is moving closer to me.

In a normal circumstance I would have chosen to make use of a safety pin or a blade or a nail cutter, but all these things were not accessible to me as it was stashed under my seat. I decided to speak up and I turned to him and asked “Whats your problem”. His reply was, he wants to take something from his bag which is under my seat and as I have pushed the seat back, he could not take it.

I pulled the seat up and asked him to take whatever he wanted fast. He said he is done and I pushed it back again. After a few minutes later, his hand was again on my seat. I could also feel a foot being pushed up through the gap of the seat and backrest. I decided he should not be left like that. I again asked him what he needed. This time his reply was that he cannot sit because my seat is reclining.

I told him that every other seat in the bus is reclining and I offered him that we can exchange seats with him so that we will be sitting behind them. He did not want to do that and was again trying to touch me.

I must point out that not a single person in the bus even opened their mouth or offered a help. I directly went to the bus attender and told that we are having trouble with these people and we would like to have the seats changed.

Thankfully, he was a good man. He came inside, and took this guy to the back of the bus. I have no idea what was the conversation they had. When he came back, the attender told me, you will have no more problems and if there is any trouble, just let him know.

After that the rest of the bus ride was peaceful and he did not attempt to trouble me.

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Gender woman

Was: a victim
City: Bangalore- KSRTC bus
Was wearing Jeans and Kurta
Reaction: Reacted (yelling, complaining, slapping, fighting back)

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a Stranger and aged 40-50

Experience:
On a night-time bus where the ladies seat was not available, I was a little relieved to see that I was sitting next to a decent-looking educated man(a well paid professional from the looks of it),probably in his mid-forties.
This relief was short-lived, since after 2-3 hours had passed I felt a hand on my thigh. I pushed it away, giving his ‘asleep’ state the benefit of the doubt since it was after all an overnight journey and he had seemed quite a passive man. However this was repeated in a manner that is unmistakeable a few more times and I had had it. I didn’t create a scene as I probably should have to humiliate this prick. But I did take his hand the next time with both of mine, and twisted his fingers hard until I was sure he would feel pain. And I got off at the first stop I could.KSRTC_Volvo_Airavat

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Was: a victim
City: Street/Bangalore
Was wearing Jeans and Kurta
Reaction: Reacted (yelling, complaining, slapping, fighting back)

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a Stranger and aged 20-30

Experience:
I used to walk to my work place that was about 20 minutes away from the Paying Guest (PG) Accommodation in CBI Road, RT Nagar,Bangalore. The PG lady was so proud of her “posh locality” that she had to talk about it at least once everyday.

One day, as usual, I was heading back from work at about 7pm. The street was dark (thanks to the notorious power cuts), but I had no qualms. After all, it was a “posh locality” and nothing should go wrong.

Then this motorcyclist came by, hit my chest really hard and sped past.

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I was caught unguarded. I remember screaming profanities at the top of my lungs and almost clutching a tree branch. The blow was so strong and I almost fell down. I was so angry and till date, I regret not noting down the number of his vehicle.

Later I came to know that many of my PG mates were harassed and molested by a motorcyclist on the same road, even during day time. The PG lady said that she would take action (nothing really happened) and blamed us for our dressing sense!!!

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Was: a victimBMTC__BUS_164836f
City: Crowded Bus/Bangalore
Was wearing school uniform

Reaction : Moved away silently

Incident was : multiple times

Perpetrator was a stranger, in the age group of 20-30

Experience:
I don’t think I have told this to anyone until now, but I think it’s time I broke my silence too.

I must have been about 8 years old, I don’t quite remember too well. It was a very crowded bus and I was standing (with my dad somewhere nearby). Two young guys offered to make space for me in their seat. I vaguely remember one of them being really nice to me, so I decided to sit. They made me sit down between them. The really ‘nice’ guy held me a little too tight and kept winking at me. I didn’t know what bothered me but I was instantly uncomfortable. He forced a kiss on my cheek. I called for my dad and got out of that seat. Thankfully my dad came by and nothing else awkward happened.

Fast forward a few years, I must have been 12 or 13. This one I remember quite well. I was with my grandmother coming back from whitefield in a crowded bus (just my luck). We had to adjust with this very elderly man (50+) because I was too small a kid to take up a whole seat for myself. This old man instantly struck up a conversation with my grandmother. I remember that he was extremely nice and polite and soon diverted all his attention towards me. He soon started hugging me. Then he asked if he could kiss my cheek. Weird! When I didn’t say anything (one of the problems in India.. children cannot speak badly to adults even when they are trying to abuse them), he just forced one. I don’t think my grandmother even realized that I was uncomfortable. I don’t blame her, she just thought this man was being affectionate. I started to squirm and turned my face far away from him. He continued to try forcing more kisses when I just told him to stop and that I don’t like it. I think he actually asked me why, in a coy way as though nothing was wrong and continued his attempts. I think he soon got out of the bus. I remember being extremely relieved after that.

I didn’t quite realize why both these situations made me so uncomfortable until much later. I’m glad I became extremely cautious after that while travelling in buses.

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Was: a victim

IMG_4529City: Neighbourhood tuition/Bangalore

Victim was wearing school uniform

Reaction : Moved away silently

Incident was : One time

Perpetrator was a neighbour, of age less than 20
Experience:
I was 5, barely 6 and it was during the summer vacations before I joined primary school. Hindi was the first language chosen, and my parents wanted me to get a headstart. So they enrolled me in a Hindi class with the Marwadi aunty who lived next door. She had a teenaged son, 17 or 18 years of age, I don’t really remember.

One day, she left with in the home alone with her son and went grocery shopping. The boy took advantage of this situation, undressed in front of me and coaxed me to touch his penis. Scared and helpless, I ran away from there, got home and never went back again.

I am pretty sure I never told my mother everything that happened, the details are too vague to me right now. But what I clearly remember is that, at 5 – I knew it was wrong. I just didn’t know I wasn’t to blame. As a kid I suppose every child would feel the same way. As parents or future parents, while we must drive the change to educate children on what is a ‘good touch’ and what is a ‘bad touch’, we must also ensure that we

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This is only one of the numerous instances where I was violated – by words, be perverted looks and by roving hands. As I grew older, I fought with pocket knives, safety pins and my bare hands. Yet I always remember this incident where as a child I was helpless and confused, and I hope it doesn’t happen to any kid again.

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Was: a victim

City: In KSRTC bus..on the way from Bangalore to Calicut

Reaction : Reacted (yelling, slapping, complaining, fighting back)

Was wearing Chudithar/Salwar Kameez with dupatta

Incident was : One time
Perpetrator was a stranger, in the age group of 20-30

Experience:
I travel frequently from Bangalore to Calicut via Kerala RTC bus. This incident took place a year back or so. As always I had booked the Ladies Only seat for his journey as well. An elderly lady and I were the only occupants of the Ladies seats. As the bus was in the middle of the journey I felt as If I had stepped onto someone’s leg who was sitting behind me. At first I thought it might be my mistake that I stamped him. Then after few minutes it happened again when I relaized that KSRTC bus seatings are not that small enough that a back seat passenger has to extend his/her legs. It had ample space. Then it happened again. This time I was sure this was not an accident and this guy was doing this on purpose. I stood up and shouted at the him who happened to be a man in his 40 or 50’s. I told the bus conductor and the elderly lady about this incident. They scolded him very badly and then he stopped behaving indecently.

The bus employees were very supportive and kept the guy away from me. They also ensured that when I got down at the destination I was picked up by my husband.

Unless you react things will never work out.. As long as we stay silent the opponent will always feel that we are weak….

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