Dad told me that the person is guilty for something that made you suffer and its completely your choice what you want to do to him.
This gave ananya some strength and slowly the story came tumbling out .Her Mom’s face expression changed from concern to shock .
More than the abusers, she felt a pang of anger at that man. She gave him a disgusting look. Every cell in her body wanted to slap this man
My eyes jerked up to meet his playful smile. And I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks. Thank God it was dark enough that he could not see my blush.
She felt embarrassed and angry at the same time. Why would someone do that? She was crying from within…. the whole day. That crappy feeling was adamant to not leave her mind.
But at home Mummy was different. She smiled less and snapped often. “Silly boy!” she snarled when Junior mistakenly dropped her BlackBerry.
An Appeal To Govt- Ladies Compartment Must be enclosed with a Door in the late night hours as this story is based on a true Incident .
This Hindi poem highlights domestic violence as social issue. There is law for rape and molestation but it is not so stringent for domestic violence.
Editor’s Choice: Again, that gloomy December evening, in the hugging shadows, outside the dim-lit hovel, stood the young neighbor that had, strangely, got transformed into stalker
Market is not at a long distance from my house so I prefer to walk. After 15 minutes I reached there and fetch some vegetables from there.