rape

A Rape Survivor

Head hung low and covered face in a veil The sunrise and sunset with no startling tale.The unpromising life swinging on a thin thread.

I am an Indian woman

I am female. I am Indian. My thoughts, my life, my soul, my body are not mine, but belong to my parents, my husband and a society that worships mothers and reviles daughters.

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Colour ‘PINK’ in India

Centuries have come, centuries have passed but the suffering of women refuses to die. Statutes and provisions have been legislated ,Colour ‘PINK’ in India

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I feel like screaming at them and tell them that they have no idea what I had and am going through and ask them if they have ever wondered the pain I am still bearing. Once again, I was silenced and was instructed to not open my mouth!

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