The below content is purely a narration of an incident and is not written to offend any gender and kindly excuse my language.....
It was one of the worst days of my life so far.. the day started fairly well.. i had gone out to finish some work with my friend and was returning home after a visit to the plant nursery and getting one of those beautiful samanthi plant.. i was driving at a reasonable speed.. when i had to take a right to enter into my flat.. i slowed down my speed to 5 km ... and just when i was making a half U turn.. i saw at a distance of about 5 m, a bastard coming in the opposite side at 45 km speed ...i instantly screamed asking him to slow down..he tried doing it, but due to his speed he was unable to stop the bike .. and it hit the front of my vehicle and the the next thing i knew was , i and my friend were on the ground.. with a vehicle on one side.. all badly bruised..
My BP level rose too many levels high.. and i started screaming in the middle of the road not really taking notice of the crowd that has encircled us(bloody typical Indian useless crowd).. everybody including the driver himself, knew it was his mistake..but he refused to admit it.. i did not leave him there, i continued to verbally abuse him(something which i have never done before in public)and i even pulled his bike and demanded him to pay me compensation for the damage done to the bike.. as usual the bloody f***** male chauvinist pig asked to me go to hell and challenged me to do whatever i want and walked off as if nothing ever happened..
i looked around and still there was this jobless useless crowd standing around me and gaping at me as though am a gorilla in the zoo.. amongst the crowd most of them were men
( at least thats what they call themselves), what shocked me was there was no single soul to support me in a neighborhood were i have been living for the past 20 years..
I am a person who always believed in women's power and never accepted the so called fact that men are superior to women.. (i still don't agree) i just realized that if i had been a man then things would have been different.. i would have either hit him badly or taken away his keys and walked off till he payed and begged me for pardon.. ( am serious)..just because am a women and because i live in a bloody conservative society i had to keep my fists to myself and walk inside, in fact even the abusive shouting in the road shocked my friend and she considered it as an unwomanly act..
That day i regretted for not learning karate so badly that i wanted to start right away (this time my mum asked me to go to hell)..
I walked back home, half in tears and frustration.. my father promptly gave a "complaint" to the police. its been 2 days and there is no update or any action taken against that guy...
For the first time in my life i regretted being an Indian.. i guess its dam easy in India to even a kill a person in an accident and walk off as an innocent ass hole.. i kept thinking how the same issue would have being handled abroad.. i felt ashamed to be living in a country where the law and order are washed away somewhere down the drainage system...
When i was blowing off my top and reciting the story to my cousin, he "jokingly" asked me to get a licensed Gun and try shooting such people.( i knew the comment was made to cool me down)..i had a good hearty laugh at the time, a moment later i was thinking "God, How am i ever going to survive in such a country for the rest of my life???"
