Tuesday, January 13, 2009

City Nightmare - "Girls are coming, let's tease them"

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Who's that girl?

Private horror zones in India’s rape capital.

[Text and picture by Mayank Austen Soofi]

In the first week of 2009, a 24-year-old MBA student was allegedly gangraped by a group of boys near Great India Place mall in Noida, a Delhi suburb. No wonder Delhi is nicknamed 'India's Rape Capital'.

In 2008, the Delhi city recorded 524 incidents of rape. In contrast, the numbers of cases in the three other metros in 2008 were: Chennai -- 46, Kolkata -- 44and Mumbai -- 174. Delhi is perhaps the unsafest Indian for women. The Delhi Walla talked to a few women about which place in this metropolis makes them feel really insecure.

That road in Vasant Kunj
Tania Sachdev, chess Grandmaster, lives in Hauz Khas

I've never felt comfortable driving through this road in Vasant Kunj, which goes through a jungle-like area. Walking in Old Delhi, too, keeps me on high alert. However, it's Noida that seems to be the NCR's rape zone. It's a sad thing to say, but Delhi men are disgusting. In my own city, I have to maintain a certain 'dress code', not because my parents have a problem, but to keep lechers at bay.

Outside my home
Amanpreet Wahi, model, lives near Rajouri Garden

The most dangerous thing for a girl to do in Delhi is to walk down the road. Mobikewallas, cyclewallas or any wallas will try to come close and touch you. Even walking just outside the home isn't safe. Every time I go to the gurudwara across the road, I make sure to bring my maid along.

Driving is not much safer, and I never drive alone. It's especially risky for my profession – on an evening when I've done a show and have the make-up still on, people could get wrong ideas.

My life before the modelling days, too, was not very different. I studied in Jesus & Mary College, in Chanakyapuri, the most secure district in the city. But even that wouldn't stop men of my father's age gathering outside the gate and making obscene signs at us. It's jungle raj in Delhi. They are like, "Ladkiya aa rahi hai, let's tease them."

I was pinched at Ghaffar Market
Prashansa, Class IX student, lives in Karol Bagh

I went to Ghaffar Market around a year ago with my aunt and was badly pinched by a man. He ran off before I could do anything. I did not tell anybody but I was frightened. Dar gayi thi. However, I'm more confident now and if I go to Ghaffar Market again and somebody tries pinching me, I won't leave him alive. I'm also sacred of the area outside Gangaram hospital. After dark, if you walk there alone, men would roll down their car windows and ask you to come inside.

It's CP
Shigufta Parekh, cultural adviser, lives in Hauz Khas

There are places in Connaught Place that get very dodgy at night, especially the radial roads that connects the inner circle to the outer. All sorts of people come and start talking nonsense if you walk alone there. I also get jittery when I'm crossing the lonely road between Vasant Kunj and JNU in an auto. Pitch dark. No light. Anything could happen.

15 comments:

redkazim said...

Though I like girls -- I NEVER look at them when I have the slightest idea that they would know they are being looked at by a stranger. It's horrible to be a woman in our society. Disgusting, lecherous looks of men can destroy the peace of mind of a sensitive girl.

Anvita Lakhera said...

I used to take the Najafgarh/Brijwasan blueline to DU North Campus in mid 1990’s and can recount many tales of horror. Age, sensitivity, look and clothes don’t make a difference. Or for that matter which locality you live in, my 12 years in Delhi can certify that. Delhi was cultured even for women but things somehow got worse. This is the reason why I never regretted leaving Delhi. When not yet teenaged girls carry chili powder and safety pins in their pocket a city can’t be called developed or even civilized. A million monstrous flyovers and grotesque malls notwithstanding. A city, a people must realize that.

Pragnya said...

chandni chowk, sadar bazar, paharganj...old delhi is very unsafe for girls....i was molested there whn i was merely 9 or 10 years old....a young gal dreads walking in those streets alone....u ll find all cheap...down-market men there....ever-ready to tease a gal.

Anonymous said...

So this must mean that being molested by upmarket men from Aurangzeb Road is quite par for the course for Delhi girls.
Inscrutable.

Anonymous said...

I discovered what being a girl means once I left India. Been born and bought up in Delhi travelling with pins and being on alert had been a part and parcel of my life since being a kid. It had made no differance whether I stayed at Green Park, Saket or Noida, insecurity and a sense of disgust was like a 2nd skin. I thank God for giving me the opportunity to be in a part of the world where men can be arrested for looking at a girl. As a pukka Indian, I wish I could feel this secure in my motherland and not feel violated every time I move out.

Ravi Sagar said...

It is a shame for our city that girls don't feel safe. It is not the problem with the security but the attitude of people towards women.

Anonymous said...

bhaiya!! sab bhaiya, gujjar aur jaaton ka khel hai!!
delhi is not the good ol delhi anymore!!

pinku said...

Sorry ladies!! this is shameful for all men ..

pinku said...

look at the girl in the pic!! omg!!

btw..why do you want to moderate comments when you let post everything??

Anonymous said...

I have spent 19 years in delhi..and in the last 3-4 years i think i have been molested by atleast 100 people..i can think of that number because i have travelled by bus from malviya nagar to north campus everyday for 3 years and cant even recall the number of time someone peeked into my blouse when i was sitting..or 'accidently ' rubbed his pelvic region against my shoulder or in some worst cases my face... ..... when i am standing ,, icant even make out who the hell is trying to check if i am weraing any panties by moving their fingers along my ass cheeks , or those who try to check the fluffiness of my boobs by 'accidently' rubbing agaonst it just as they are about to leave.. the worst kind are the ones who stand just so compressed body to body against a girl and let her feel totally what a man's hard on means for delhi guys.. delhi sucks..shame on delhi men.. i have suffered so much that i am now prepared for it when i board a metro or a bus

abhishek gupta said...

I am a college going guy who have for last 5 or 6 years have done too much of this nasty stuff .Though I ve never touched anyone but I know I stare girls at times so badly that they must be feeling very bad . I have doing this since I was in my 10 th standard . I am really sorry . I will not do it again. I feel so ashamed.
plzz forgive me .

Manisha Dhar said...

Its down right disgusting to see how some lecherous men take it up as a past-time-hobby to leer and tease women!! Curses be on them!!

Unbreakable said...

2day i ws debordin d bluline bus817(najafgarh-inderlok) in najafgarh, wen i ws burid in hel due2my hlplsns.I noticd dt aftr me,3guls,&3giant sizd boys(age'd be~18-22)got outta bs.Guls wrn't wit dm.Dn al f us kept n folwing d same route,i cud c d guls pacing fast..&dose guys aftr dm,&gesturin mutualy like-'beta 3-3 ldkia..Chalein?'I ws thinking abou my whol day's activities,wn sdnly wit a jerk i hrd1f dm shoutin on guls,geting2mch close2dm-'se ke kime nmbr-wmbr'means 'hai kya koi nmbr vmbr'. I felt vry akwrd..I also strtd rshing after dm..Girls also seemd afraid,&wt realy vry ugly2me, ws dt Road ws ful of crwd, bt none f dm ws bothrd by ds,rathr,dey wr lafing&gigling by hearin dose ugly&shameful abusin d boys wr quotin2d guls..i thot2cal police bt my mobil ws switchd off due2batry dischrg..None did nothin..I ws also1f dm,bt totaly unlik dm, i ws ful f guilt.I ws srprisd2c dt d guls kept pacin,instd of stayin4a mmnt2cal police.

Anonymous said...

In 2009, i was in class XI staying in a PG with my roommate. While i was coming back home from CP. I took an auto as it was already 8.30pm. The autowalla told me that he'll take a short cut to make me home earlier but he took me to his house. I asked him what's the matter. He told me that he's just forgotten his license and there's a heavy checking going on. He even told me that if he does not carry that we have to spend the night in the police station. So i went inside to help him to search for it. No sooner i went inside, four other men as old as the autowalla near 55-60 grabbed me and tore off my cloths, while the autowalla closed the the door and muffled me. It seems all of them were waiting for that moment to come. I could not even breath properly as they were covering my mouth. I lost sense just after one of them raped me. I got my sense back in the morning with terrible pain on my whole body. It seems all of them raped me. I tried to wipe off the blood with my torn cloths and wore them. I tried to get out of the house and searched for my cell phone, but my bag was empty with nothing. They've robbed my money too. Then i've found that the door is locked. As i was exhausted, i could not even raise an alarm. By that time all the monsters came back and raped me again turn by turn until it became dark. They kept me without any food or water. They kept on drinking wine and forced me too some, but didn't sallow it. I kept on bagging them to release me. Atlast they took me in the same auto and threw me on the road side. Later i've realized i was thrown near Buddha garden. I took help from a boy who helped me to call my roommate. Later she came to pick me up. The boy was repeatedly telling us to report it to police. But my roommate decided to keep it within us as she was the one who insisted my parents to let me study in Delhi. Eventhough i've recovered from my injuries, it has been always hunting my memories. So i've decided to share so that young girls like me will be careful.

Anonymous said...

In 2009, i was in class XI staying in a PG with my roommate. While i was coming back home from CP. I took an auto as it was already 8.30pm. The autowalla told me that he'll take a short cut to make me reach home earlier but he took me to his house. I asked him what's the matter. He told me that he's just forgotten his license and there's a heavy checking going on. He even told me that if he does not carry that we have to spend the night in the police station. So i went inside to help him to search for it. No sooner i went inside, four other men as old as the autowalla near 55-60 grabbed me and tore off my cloths, while the autowalla closed the the door and muffled me. It seems all of them were waiting for that moment to come. I could not even breath properly as they were covering my mouth. I lost sense just after one of them raped me. I got my sense back in the morning with terrible pain on my whole body. It seems all of them raped me. I tried to wipe off the blood with my torn cloths and wore them. I tried to get out of the house and searched for my cell phone, but my bag was empty with nothing. They've robbed my money too. Then i've found that the door is locked. As i was exhausted, i could not even raise an alarm. By that time all the monsters came back and raped me again turn by turn until it became dark. They kept me without any food or water. They kept on drinking wine and forced me too some, but didn't sallow it. I kept on bagging them to release me. Atlast they took me in the same auto and threw me on the road side. Later i've realized i was thrown near Buddha garden. I took help from a boy who helped me to call my roommate. Later she came to pick me up. The boy was repeatedly telling us to report it to police. But my roommate decided to keep it within us as she was the one who insisted my parents to let me study in Delhi. Eventhough i've recovered from my injuries, it has been always hunting my memories. So i've decided to share so that young girls like me will be careful.