That day was exactly a year ago. And even though I have the right, I don’t think I do. Because I decided to walk home from where I got dropped, a man thought that he could stop his car and expect me to be his guest. Now, I completely fail to understand these men’s psyche. What is it? Are they permanently horny? Are they permanently on the look-out? What is it really?
I agree to the last E when it is said that Delhi’s roads are unsafe for women. You cannot walk on a sidewalk if there is no bus-stop, traffic signal or marketplace around. You MUST be a prostitute because every man on a car/bike wants to confirm it. Or you must be an object that every man on his feet thinks he can say to or gesture towards.
There are certainly very few things that make me as angry as this does. I don’t know whom to question, whom to yell at, and just where to find a solution!!!