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waxing lyrical @ blogspot v1 - introspection.
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Friday, June 20, 2003How many of your friends have been molested? Or rather, were you ever?A close friend of mine was, on the bus, a couple of days ago. Details aside, she stood up, shouted at the culprit and everybody on the bus looked, but nobody volunteered any assistance. Before she could inform the bus driver about it, the fucker had already alighted. She met up with us and was so angry, she was on the verge of crying. We were of course, very angry on her behalf as well. But at least she had a good look at the man, and shouted at him. Much better than how me and a couple of other friends responded. Mostly, we were too surprised to even do anything about it. Then again, we were rather young when incidents of above said nature happened to us. But still. I wonder what I'd do if something like that ever happened to me again. I wonder if it's something that all women (or a huge majority) have to go through at least once in their lives. I wonder what's it with men that make them commit such mindless acts of disrespect. And I wonder if anyone could really get over such an incident. 11:40 |
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