Passage

Suddenly we're strangers.

                     It is very fanatic to see how things change. People change. Friendships change and I change amongst all. And we can’t do anything about it. We can try so hard, we can say so many words, but change is irreversible. Maturation can't be halted. Time can't be convinced to stand still. Every second that passes, we're changing. Growing. Maturing. We can't possibly be like "hey stop that, let's just stay exactly the same as we are now."

                   And as people around us change, relationships change too. We have to adjust our relationship to fit these strange new people that are within them. And sometimes we make mistakes; once we grow so close to each other that we feel comfortable saying anything, some hurtful things can be sad, some hurtful things done. And then even though this friendship has been around all my life, its always been something I can count on, it's fragile and these careless words can break them. Did break them. And suddenly, I don't even know her anymore, she doesn't know me in the way she should. Who cares that we've been eternally bonded for years? Suddenly we're strangers.

I beg your pardon, the nameless guiding light Tara, shame on us for letting this inhumane assault that has happened to you. You may have succumbed to the injuries, they are just wounds, which can’t kill your fighting spirit, you had guts, you had the prayers of half the Indian population, you had top docs to monitor, you had PM, CMs and ministers giving health status in media, you are brave enough to stand up against all odds, you valued your life, but, you didn’t live long with your valued asset-your life. But you have left us messages which almost all men in India should understand, you have left scares on us- we the men folks have the beast hidden underneath our social roles mask, being inebriated is just an excuse to commit such a blunder. You lighten the society in which I belong, where we treat women as a subject to pleasure.

You have lost to the strength of six men, but dear you had the will power to push your last cell of your vein to come out of it, you had been blessed by God to leave us all a message-a reality check this nation formed by the blood and sweat of selfless freedom fighters, poets and scientists who all called for equality, and a safe place for our mothers, daughters, sisters , and friends, alas the nation is male chauvinistic-Beast of a men are masquerading themselves behind education, revolving chairs, driver seats, job seekers, vendors. Oh still I feel very bad about the collective crime, what has given the six rouges to take your body for granted. Didn’t they know that even animals don’t rape. Didn’t they have a pause before doing this crime, not even one of them didn’t recollect his mom saying, beta-we should not touch a women without her permission, a sister saying Baiyya- it hurts if you hold me this tight, a teacher saying respect women because they are equal to you. Why didn’t they have a pause, what made them to unleash their beast within.

The outlook towards women has deeper roots in this society that is male dominant to the core. Who the fuck has given me the right to control over the women I knew, why have I got that extra slice of cake than my sisters, why they have been taught to retreat into the self built cellars. What has authorized me to give permission to my wife to do things she wish to do, why should she seek it from me. Why should I control her, why should I take her body for granted. I remember many nights where i made love to her, didn’t bothering does she interested too. Some times I forced myself in, she accepted with pain. What let me to go overboard…the same in much bigger and mammoth proportion propel those beasts without a pause. I feel immensely shame today for being a male.