I woke up with a start and realised there was someone in bed with me. My mind raced with the ludicrousness of this thought. How could someone be in my bed?
Yet I could feel the presence of another person; the body heat. I was paralysed with fear and tried to open my mouth to scream. Just then a hand clamped over my mouth while I was grabbed and turned sideways with a jerk to face this someone.
No No No!!!!! screamed my mind. This is not happening. There can’t be anyone in my room. How did he come up two flights of stairs through three locked doors? I didn’t hear him.
Dont tell me the maid left one of the terrace doors open and I also didn’t check.
While all these thoughts tumbled in my head, the figure moved to cover me and his hands groped me all over. I couldnt believe it still that this was real. I have to be in a dream as this is simply impossible. I was adamant in this thought yet the way I was being felt up was so real that I started sobbing.
Please God not this – this is not real! I cannot go through something like this! I had started crying really hard now.
Thats when I woke up!!!
I was in tears and my breath came in hard. I could still feel al lingering presence of someone and got up to switch on the lights, gulped some water and then ran out to check all the doors.
As my racing heart calmed down, I thought of the horrific news I had seen just before going to sleep about a woman being raped and killed. This ugly monster of crimes against women rears its head every now and then without any remorse or check by the authorities. It grips me in fear of something like it happening to me.
I have come to realise that whenever I read or view such news, I end up in a nightmare on the same lines. I wake up traumatized and next few days I simply don’t want to step out of the house.
Why is this monster allowed to roam around so freely in our country? Be it bride burning, marital rape, physical abuse, rape, eve teasing, molestation…… It’s everywhere. No strata of society is spared by its depravity. Yet there is next to none check on it.
There are folks who step out with campaigns to “reclaim the right to public space” for women. Truth be told I have not gone for anyone of those and wont be doing so in future either.
I wish this monster could be put down with death punishment or chemical castration.
Maybe a vigilante could appear and vanquish these depraved souls.
Or maybe there could be a parallel universe where only women exist; the portal could be in one of the changing rooms of women’s wear store.
I can dream – cant I !! ?
How do you deal with news about crimes against women? Do you think death punishment is too harsh or just right?
This post has been written for the #writetribeproblogger challenge October 2017 and the prompt for today is Monster
If you would like to read the posts on previous prompts:
- 20th Oct- You can choose comfort or courage but you can’t choose both!
- 16th Oct – Disobedience
- 13th Oct – Bated breath
- 9th Oct – Terminal
- 6th Oct – Nostalgia
- 2nd Oct – Pattern
Linking it up with #MondayMusings with Corinne
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