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Well, it’s more of a silly act of forgetfulness, is all I can say. Last evening, as a routine I packed my stuff hurriedly and rushed downstairs from my workplace to catch a rick to home. An auto rick stood nearby and as a daily routine I fought with him… since, he demanded his exorbitant charges irrespective of his digital meter board. I told him “GET LOST”. I seriously did so. Waited anxiously for another one and the other one agreed with his meter reading fare. I thanked my stars and boarded the rick, when I realized I had forgotten something……I had literally forgotten that today I actually drove down and had parked my car downstairs…I stopped the rick driver and apologized… he gave me a weird look as if I had gone crazy…stopping him over and then getting down…but I smiled back thinking he doesn’t even know the reason. Well, then I came up and searched for my keys and drove back home….
Are you guys smiling AT LEAST…on my insanity????
Life is really uneasy for a girl. No matter how well she is raised, no matter how well she makes a mark in the field of education, work or her personal life….. She has to face the challenges involved…in every phase of life…in every spheres of life…! These are not the life’s customary challenges…they are beyond them…the challenges of being a fairer sex… She has to bear the grunt of being born as a girl child on this earth for all her life.
Diya chose to walk down, though she was worn out from the day’s hard work. It was hot and sultry and she was perspiring. The roads were busy, with cars and other vehicles honking erroneously. Hurriedly she crossed the road and zipped into a lane….a narrow one…with very few street-lights glaring. Her heart started pounding since there was no-one in the vicinity. She thought why did she choose this route of all..? Every stare made her heart skip a beat. It was the stare girls are used to. Suddenly all sort of bad thoughts crept into her mind. The news papers….the news channels that splashed stories of “yet another girl’s misery”, “molestation”, “rape” etc…! She was scared thinking what if someone pounces on her…NOW? She could think of no ways to defend herself…what would she do…if such a thing happens to her..? She started praying silently and boldly walked as if there was no fear, “a fearsome soul invites more trouble”, she thought. Suddenly there was a scooter that passed by. She nearly lost her life when the riders passed some comment. She ignored and paced up high. Finally, she could see the busy street again….and she breathed a sigh of relief when she got nearer to the crowd….!
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