Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Hey India, grow some balls



I am tired.

Tired of constant lame articles in Indian media about how modern India has not changed for the better. That we still tolerate issues like poverty, unemployment, sexual harassment, corruption, racism and yada yada. And we have only grown indifferent and aloof of its effects on the society. I have grown sicker of people living in their air-conditioned homes and offices and passing remarks that India will never change and that we are doomed because of the politicians and their scandals and growing corruption. I am frustrated by people being cynical and stifling about any kind of change in India and constantly blaming politicians and government for the state of affairs. 

So you work at multinational companies in the United States and (facebook) "like" a candle light march in Delhi. Let me tell you something - you are no rockstar and made no fcuking attempt to make a change. Please don't give me a piece of your "India will never change" bullshit to me. And for fcuk's sake, stop "liking" and passing smug remarks. They do no good. If you can't make a change, quit talking a load of shit about things you have no understanding about. Zero awareness of the current ground realities in India and your ignorance startles me. Your comment on Indian state of affairs is a joke.

If you want change, you need to act. So really grow some balls.

So I wanted to run today morning. In India, being a female, I will be constantly stared at, peered at, made fun of if I even try to do some brisk walking on a busy street. So let your imagination run wild and guess what happens if I run. Like "speed" run on the road. Because given the stress I am in right now, I need to bust the stress and running is my respite.

You know what. Female foeticide, child sex abuse, harassment of women in public...what worser shenanigans can Indian girls get into? So I thought what's the big deal, give me shit. I will run here. This is my home. I am not going to let my health and happiness to spiral out of control just because some useless men on the road will pass crude gestures at me.

You know what. Bring it on.

So I ran. Till I was soaked wet in the scorching heat. 5:30 am and everyone from the milkmen to paper delivery guy to roadside tramps to servants with dogs jeer at me. Two men on scooter made a pass at me and called "Hey baby".  To which I yelled "What's up bro?". He probably didn't get me but I could easily see the surprise on his ugly, hideous face. Yes. Bring it on. Just because some random street guy "hey babied" me I am not going to go home crying to my parents and then whine about how India needs to change. Next time he stalks me, I will be ready with a dragon kick aimed at his ugly face.

So if you are an Indian female who wants to really run on a street, go figure. Don't give me the stupid excuse that you can't because few men are going to harass you verbally or give you the looks.

No excuses. Don't tolerate the status quo. Crush it. 
Three words to you - Grow some balls.

2 comments:

Elham said...

I am proud of you Manju. I have very similar thoughts about my Country and I believe that each one of us should do some small steps to make the changes happening. I am tired of such nagging, disappointed people too, who do not bother to do a single effort and thing nothing will be changed. I love your writings. You wrote as powerful as always!

Manju said...

Thanks Elham, I agree 100%. I think we shouldn't expect anyone to stand up for us, when we can't stand up for ourselves.