After bringing in the New Year at a suburban hotel, a friend suggested that we should head to the nearby beach and watch the sunrise. No, he was not drunk and nor were we. It was just an innocent suggestion, after all this is “amchi Mumbai” – a city rated much higher on the safety scale when compared to others in this nation of sex starved bastards. Thankfully, better sense succeeded and we headed off to another friend’s pad for (an early) morning coffee instead.
And the next day, this is what our daily tabloids read out loud – Mob molests 2 women on New Year’s Day.
A mob of 70-80 men groped and molested two young women for some 15 minutes on a busy main street in Mumbai’s glamour district Juhu early on New Year’s Day.
The women — one in a black dress, the other in a jeans and top — emerged from the JW Marriott with two male friends around 1.45 am, and began walking towards Juhu beach close by.
A mob of about 40 got after them and began teasing the women. One of the women swore loudly at the hooligans.
But the mob, now 70-80 strong, wouldn’t let go. They trapped the women near a vehicle and a tree, and pounced on them. A man in a white shirt tore off the black dress. Another, in a blue shirt, led the assault. As the women fell on the ground, dozens of men jumped on them.
Shocking, well not exactly if you ask me; something very similar had happened last year too. It’s not that I am being in-sensitive here or am underplaying what happened to these women but the fact is rapes, eve-teasing, molestations – you name it, incidents of physical and mental abuse of women occur practically every day in this city of dreams. Sometimes in dingy street corners, sometimes in make-shift shacks on the beach, in a moving car and at times, in public places. Some are reported and many go un-notice; social taboo towards sexually abused victims could be partially blamed for the latter.
The thing is – Sexually frustrated fuckers exist everywhere and though such tragedies don’t come with prior warnings, one must act responsible (towards themselves and their loved ones) and not get carried away in the moment. For instance, during festivals such as Holi, Ganesh Visarjan, New Years, etc. it’s best to stay away from public places that lack sufficient police surveillance and security, especially at night time. And it doesn’t matter how big a group you are in, or the number of beefed up men there are escorting you. If shit has to happen, it will happen; still it’s best to be safe than sorry.
Another thing that really pisses me off is to see women drunk to death. At the hotel where we were partying, no exaggeration here; there were more women literally puking their guts out in comparison to men. Zapped out of their senses; either dancing like maniacs or staggering around like zombies. And some couldn’t even stand on their own feet and therefore had to be carried off either with the help of their friends or the hotel staff. It’s distressing to see how daft these women can be, I mean it’s alright to have a night out with friends but one should always be in control and aware of their limit. Just because the booze is unlimited doesn’t mean you guzzle it down like a gutter; by behaving in this manner, you are only inviting trouble.
The moral of the story is very simple; No place is 100% safe and therefore one needs to think and act responsibly.
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