NIRBHAYA, 2012.

The so-called happy girl, who stayed away from home to help her family, hanged out with her male friend to spend a happy weekend.
They took a public transport to reach home, unfortunately the girl being surrendered under five filthy guys.
Although having a person with all benefits to save a woman, man power did not work there, as he was shaken off.
She was raped.
It was her life, but to them it was game and fun making a girl cry in pain.
She raised her voice, not bravely but to beg leaving her alone.
She feared her life after that.
Random thoughts hit her mind hoping to save herself.
Blood boiled in every nerve but her hands were held tight not letting her move.
Tears poured out of her eyes knowing the truth that the exclusive right of men was wrongly used on her.
The privilege of no men helped her which made her understand the conception that her life is built only on lies.
Unworthy of respect, every cloth were torn in fast motion.
She didn’t know where to stop and what to handle.
While one on her, the other four stood by staring at her naked body.
The words they uttered were cruel and ruthless.
Every footstep they took killed her inch by inch, minute by minute.
Vagina bled.
Her genitals were torn using an iron rod.
Finally, she was thrown on the road like a used tissue.
The protest to get justice for her was really immense, not less. But no immediate actions. And these continued and are still.

To those supposed-to-be men who ruin every life this way, you have the most impure old blood.

Each of the women thought Nirbhaya was the end. No, she was just the beginning.

© Yashica Priya