They say they rape after getting a gaze of the outfit worn by the female counterpart… but what would be one’s reaction after having a glimpse on the today’s headline which stated 8 Month Old Raped Allegedly By Cousin In Delhi, Needed Three-Hour Surgery.
“The truth that I once knew
deep seated long ago in my memory
glimpse of it still shivers my body
I still remember my own cries and woes.
In the dark filthy storage of my own garage.
The blood stained clothes
My hair more tangled than my own thoughts
scratches on my nudeness.
It not only tore my hymen
but my inner self esteem too.
Blood boiled in my arteries
because this is not how I imagined
to loose my virginity.
Hungry strangers staring at my nakedness
thinking as if I’m a piece of meat.
Tears shed down my pupils .
The seedling that bloom in the mothers womb
to fly high till the limits of the sky
was seeing the grey shades and
contused with shatterness.
Ogling of the strangers eyes
torturing of their hands on my
Leaving me with nothing but
weakness all around.
Using me as his personal slave
and then destroying my eternity
with deadly remarks on my shattered body.
Now I will fight back because
I am not a whore
I am not easily available and
especially not your beach’s shore.
You faded my virginity but not me
You faded my esteem but not my pride
You faded my body but not my soul.
And I shall rise again from the
ashes of my own.
And I shall fly high till the limitless sky
And I shall punish you
Not from bars behind
but let karma do its job…”
Section 375 of The Indian Penal Code explicitly defines the hard core definition of rape and in the definition itself the first condition that has to be proved is Against her will but what would anyone comment upon the will of an eight month old innocent baby who has not yet spoken up her first word and what she experienced was such brutality. A tender little kid who felt the worst agony in her initial stage of her life and the expression was just silence with a pool of blood surrounding her vagina. A vagina that was not even fully developed had already lost its virginity.
Delhi, our so called national capital, the heart of our Bharat and right now every Indian is ashamed of what happened to that innocent soul in our so called Nation. Should we be proud of it or shall we revolt. She was kept in the care of a relative in the building as her parents had to go out for work but they never realized the darkness that was shadowing upon that tender soul. The fact that the rapist was a father himself is a shame on our humanity where daughters have no protection under a roof called home.
About the Author:
Apoorva (Zahyr) (UILS, PU)
Zahyr, a pen name that defines how to express. Just being a writer won’t define me because I believe to make a difference amongst the millions. Only one theory would describe me… Work untill you no longer need to introduce yourself… For the others I am Apoorva studying law at Panjab University, Chandigarh.