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The Way People Look at a Girl


"Eve Teasing", "Rape" and "Crime Against Women", these are the most common words we hear in news these days, or I should better use "Everyday". To prevent these crimes government has taken several steps but it does not appear that any results are coming. So, are we lacking something?



The answer is "Yes!". We are lacking people support. When we talk about making a nation or making a government we all vote, or at least most of the people vote. But when it comes to act against crime or support government to fight against crime for people, no body wants to come forward and help. This is the biggest problem in our country and our society.

A few leaders give statements like, "boys do mistakes". This shows a sickness of thinking, and if the leader's thinking is sick so will be follower's. We must act in the first account if we want to achieve anything. Parents always stop their daughter(s), from from wearing exposing cloths, and of course I don't deny their thinking on this matter. But I want to raise the big question of all time, why don't they teach their son(s) to respect every girl in every way? Will this thinking ever end?

Its not just about the boys but I have seen several times old age men staring at young girls or women. Few days back, I witnessed a very shameful incidence of Eve Teasing and I think it would be really good to share with all so that people could learn something good.

So it happened on the bus stop near a school in Chandigarh. A boys group was standing and talking about a group of girls standing at some distance at school gate. I don't know what discussion happened with them but one of the boy walked away in the direction of girls group and did some commenting, but suddenly, I could see he looked shocked and drop his eyes even. I am sure no girl said anything to that boy for commenting. And all the boys in the group were laughing loudly, when that boy came back, then I come to know by the conversation between the group.

The girl he commented on was his own sister.  He couldn't identified the girl by seeing from back. I hope this incidence taught him a lesson and may be he would respect other girls also along with his own sister. But think, was it really necessary to comment on girls just for fun. Why couldn't he respect all the girls. Why can't we all respect each and every girl of our country. Why our thinking is like, if she is not my sister, I don't care to respect her. Why to comment why to tease her.

In some of the cases I have seen that girls don't resist. They don't answer the teasers and may be this boost their confidence. This all incidence was a long forgotten story for me which was revive by an incidence of today. A girl publicly insulted a boy for Eve Teasing. I would say I am proud that she took a step. May be her initiative will make him think a hundred times before he try the same on another girl.

In the conclusion I would like to say, we must kill our inner evil if we want to make this society a Respectful place to survive, because when I s meet it makes We. And this society is made up from many We s. So the need is that We all work together to make this world a good place to live. Respect Every Girl, because she is a sister or daughter, if not yours, anyone else's.


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