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How could a man pull out a woman's intestine out of her body without a single pinch of mercy-Kerala's Rape Case Dilemma
Here we go again. Another sensation by the media which will bring the news to the entire world. A rape case, unwilling sexual act on a woman, forced insertion into her vagina and accidentally, highlight that word “ accidentally’ pulled out her intestines. How do you feel when you read this as the headlines? Scared? Gory? traumatized? Probably, but after some time we forget, get norm to it because it happened to someone who is far away from us and go on with our life.
That was exactly what happened to the Dehli rape case. At first the whole world was angry. We voiced out our anger, went on protest, lit up candles, felt sorry and all other emotional dramas we can put up but after the judgement what did we do? Someone worst than a beast walked out freely with a sewing machine and we just nodded in disagreement, and walked away. We gave way to the crime to evoke again. We did not handle the first one good enough that the beast awakened. A law student. She could be a future someone, could have been a good leader who would have made her country proud. Now she is dead. In vain. What justice will do for her? Her character will be questioned, her family will be thrashed with words, we will cut deeper into an already bleeding wound. Womankind will be pushed one step behind again.
Who is the reason behind this? Us. The world. To be more specific, the womankind herself. Why?
We warn our daughters not to wear skimpy clothes. Don’t go out late at night. Do not go out without the companion of a male. Don’t talk to strangers. Don’t this, don’t that. We teach the society to turn against women at every chance, at every crime. We try to correct the roots but not the soil that holds the roots together. When such incidents happen, each and every female in this world feels the pain. At least for a minute, we feel sorry and equally traumatized. A small fear builds up within us, every man we see on the road after that will make us feel insecure. We will be uneasy in our own skin. The fear teaches us to be afraid of crime, correct ourselves but it will not fix anything because a woman’s next step will be pulled back each every time such horror takes place. FEAR engulfs.
Look back carefully, what have you taught your sons? To respect woman? To not raise hand on her? To not harass her? To not look at her private parts like its allowed? Eve teasing? Cyber bullying? Verbal abuse? When all these so called small crimes happened, we let it go. We don’t even scold our sons because its just part and parcel of a boy’s life. Boys will always be boys. Then it accumulates over the years and leads to rape. Just like eve teasing, rape is nothing. Hurting and injuring are just part of teasing women. That’s the mentality these men grew up with. We let that bad behavior to grow into a beasty act because no one corrected your sons when they should have been. So instead of correcting your daughters all the time,teach some good lessons to your sons too. If they misbehave,punish them so that they don’t repeat it and grow up to be a rapist. Prevention is better than cure. Apply that to your sons also.
Together wake up and fix this. If a man has all the guts to pull out a woman’s intestine out from a body without a single pinch of mercy in him for the pain that she will go through, why cant we punish him the same way? Is hanging him to death gives the feel of the same pain? Repay a crime the same way it happened. Cut off his genital part, show it to the world, let each and everyone who felt the pain of the girl, feels the pain of the man who commits the crime. Teach your kids at a young age that when you commit a crime, you will be punished the same way or worse than the crime itself. Instead of allowing the fear to evolve inside a woman, let the fear of the punishment builds up inside each man who thinks woman deserves the pain men cause her.
If you commit crime which is beyond imagination, then you must be able to pay the same consequences.
Pay the pain with pain. Stop injustice towards women. Law must not be biased based on gender.
The next time a man thinks vagina is a key opening that he can simply use anything to break it open, remind him that his penis can be bent and damaged the same way too. Genital parts are not toys.
Plant this into everyone’s mind this time through the punishment that will be given to the criminals for Kerala Rape case. Don’t let another woman die in vain. Today its her , tomorrow it can be your daughter.
Don’t rest the case and give way to another brutal rape.
An article by Thini Selvan
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Cyberbully -by a kiddo
Somehow, time made him came across my path.He's an interesting 22 years kiddo who crosses border everyday to earn a living.Well life is hard,but he smoothed over the hardness by updating his Fb status.This guy must be a real example of a keyboard warrior.
(Some people that over loved me might feels that I'm doing the same thing.If you know me,you will knew that we both aren't the same.)
Making the story short,he flirted with my sister's friend and she said something offensive about him 'which is to good to be true ' and boomm,shit started.
Lets look at some of his art work.
Pour what?Next time be specific brotha.haha..he must be a small time don who working hard to earn a name as badass ash*le by promoting on Fb.
Ok,let's see how strong his balls can hold the air pressure ⚽
π And the next moment after we talked(which he said he dont have any problem at all and settled -ππpunctured,if you know what I mean).π
π his status regarding me.As if he let me walk in peace.
Haha,damn fake Fb hero. πΉ
If you can't be real,at least dont be f@cking fake on social media.He was fake even in real.He asked sorry when my cousin went n met him.Aperumm yethukee tambi.. π©
lakdhes
(Some people that over loved me might feels that I'm doing the same thing.If you know me,you will knew that we both aren't the same.)
Making the story short,he flirted with my sister's friend and she said something offensive about him 'which is to good to be true ' and boomm,shit started.
Lets look at some of his art work.
Dont know what shit he talking about.
and this status was for my sister. π
It means ask about me in my school and the place im living,then you will know about me.If I ask my friends(who is also an ass I guess),he will pour ?? on your face.
??= acid π
Pour what?Next time be specific brotha.haha..he must be a small time don who working hard to earn a name as badass ash*le by promoting on Fb.
Ok shit got real.
I dont give the rights to anyone to say such things to someone related to me.
Ok,let's see how strong his balls can hold the air pressure ⚽
π his status regarding me.As if he let me walk in peace.
Haha,damn fake Fb hero. πΉ
If you can't be real,at least dont be f@cking fake on social media.He was fake even in real.He asked sorry when my cousin went n met him.Aperumm yethukee tambi.. π©
Largest Stadium
Lakdhes
A strange sunset.
As the sun sets, the light must travel through more of the atmosphere before the rays get to you. By more atmosphere, that means more molecules which scatter the blue and violet light. If the light's refracting path is long enough, the blue and violet lights go further than our eye can see. This leaves the pink, orange and red colors for us to look at. So that's why sunsets are usually pink, orange and red.
Lakdhes
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious~ Special Note for Toxic Relationship
Today,I learnt something new about muscles-Muscles cannot push.They can only pull.π When something on your body is “pushing,” it’s actually because another muscle is pulling. For example, when your push something with your arms, it’s actually your muscles in the back of your arm pulling the elbow.
At last ,it's weekend .Lots of thing piled up for the coming week.So,I thought this is the time to clean my table.While cleaning my drawer,I saw an old RM1 note with something written on it with a pencil with a date on it.It was 19th Feb 2010.
'Bhai ,darwas kulla bla2,' I heard a tired voice and loud bangs on the door which literally woke me from my nostalgic recalls.
I walked towards the door with my hot coffee and the one buck note in my hands while the anonymous guy continued to slam the door.
'Wait!' I opened the door.
It's the filter water guy,Partha.Drinking boiled tap water is still unacceptable since the arsenic contain is high and the colour and odour of underground water obtained using a boring machine is awful.The good thing about the water supply is that it's free of charge.-No water bill every month.
The bad part is,the sound pollution created by the boring machine which is damn fucking annoying especially at night.At times,even I have to use the stairs all the way to 5th floor,Im grateful that my flat is soundproofed from the annoying sound.
' I've been knocking for two minutes,'Partha said with a pity face for carrying the water jug all the way to 5th floor.That reaction usually cost me extra 30taka as his tips.
' It was not even twenty seconds ',I sighed as I carry the 5 gallon water jug without spigot.
' Is that a tamil song?' Partha was curious listening to the AR Rahman's beats that I played in the room.
' Yeah',I said.
' I love tamil movies and I love Prabash',he continued without knowing that Prabash is a telugu actor and ended his sentence with his smelly burp.
I took 100taka from my wallet to pay him without respond much.
' What's that? ' he asked pointing to the 6 years old ' ancient' note that I'm holding in between my fingers along with the cup of coffee.
' It's Malaysian currency',I said without showing him much.
'From your girfriend ?' Partha made a smart guess looking at the note with his eagle eyes.
' Sort of,yes,' I smiled sheepishly.
' You both not together?' he asking more than he should looking at my unpleasant reaction.
It's been two month I'm staying alone since all went back for holidays and a few minute conversation with a real human wont do any harm I guessed and decided to treat him nicely.
'No ,it's during schooldays.Now no more.' I ended his curiosity with a docile personality .
' Don't be sorry,' Partha said,trying to be understanding.
I smiled.'No, I don't Mr Partha,' I shaked my head with a smile.
' Sometime,I felt it's karma .You will love someone who doesn't love you,for not loving someone who did,' I continued .
'Karma??Bullshit ',he yelled.I think he too had an ex.
' Those that killing and robbing others are living happily and you're feeling karma will hit you for having an ex,'he said with a soft smile.
' No Mr Partha,she might felt happy when she see her ex get cheated on by the person they left you for right?' I said while sipping my coffee without even offering one for him.
' Does she worth living together?' Partha asked.
'Hehe,nope,' I replied instantly .
' Do you regret for losing her?'Partha continued his interview.
' No I don't.In fact I don't even think of her,' I said.
' It means,she isn't worth to regret right?'Partha questioned me.
'Hehe,yap.I can't marry a girl with such mentality and live with her together with my family.She will chase them out soon.Those old days were mixture of good and bad moments.But the bad days was a mental torture Mr Partha.I don't need a girl like that ',I nodded with a no regret smile as I felt the warm guilt free fuzzy feeling of having set my own rules on how to live my life in me for the first time.
' That's great.Don't feel for someone who means nothing for you now.The most heartbreaking part is watching them become a stranger right infront of your very own eyes.You knew the sound of their laughter inside out,and now their laugh sounds unfamiliar.That someone you knew so well is now someone you used to know and that's what hurts the most', Partha started his emotional counselling.
'No Mr Partha,honestly I don't have such feelings at all..No sadness nor regret.I don't even remember her voice.Better people and good memories replaced everything,' I continued.
'Good,good.If she feels as you imagined earlier looking at your hard time,it means she still couldn't get over you.It means you're one piece of great company.That is why some people still can't get over it.Does she have a boyfriend now?' Partha asked.
' I think so,I don't even know,'I said while had a glance around cluelessly since I don't even have time to think about her.
' Some people are reminder of everything you used to be and that is why time made you to let them go.You can no longer keep looking back when you have soo much further to grow.No looking back from now on,' Partha wagged his right index finger saying that.His eyebrows went up and down as he spoke,in sync with his single medium size row of ash on his forehead.I wonder how the ash is still there on his forehead after all the sweat he produced.Mine would vanish the moment I step out of my house.Climate is that bad and warm.
' Yes Mr Partha',I nodded as I flipped the S.K Bhattacharya's surgery book which was on the table beside me while Partha folded his hand looking at me.
' I'm sure you had learnt lot of things all this while.When she herself isn't the perfect choice,then don't worry about what she or others will talk nor think.It's funny to see people enjoying their pseudo plain joyous moment looking at others.When people keep stalking us,it means we're someone irreplaceable and people will keep looking at something that they can't replace at any cost all the time'.Partha gave his opinion.
I shook my head and stand like a defeated toy salesman but deep inside I felt everything happened for a reason and I'm really glad that I don't have to spend 40 years more with a noisy and gossip enthusiast.
OOOpppppsss....Thank you God for saving my ass.
A long forgotten journey like
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
-the longest least used english word..wait then what about :Methionylthreonylthreonylglutaminylarginyl -the largest known protein π
It's ok titin will do.
Lakdhes
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