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Continuing with my thoughts of previous conversation on rape, I feel anxious to understand how and why have we arrived to this fatal destination. I realized this clearly only yesterday. Being a mother to a nearly four-year-old boy, I am much more alert and feel holding a high responsibility towards society. I emphasize slightly more on the aspect of raising a more responsible masculine gender who could support and liberate his female counterparts from the prevalent fear of the opposite sex. By the way, wishing everyone a very happy mother’s day ! And of course, not ignoring the men who made it possible! Congratulations to them as well. On this day, and being a Sunday, I took my son to attend a colouring workshop which he enjoyed a lot. Then, obviously, we had to buy him a new toy – we being in a toy shop for the workshop! This time, he had a very different demand of toy – no car, no crayons, no ball, no bubble gun, BUT a doll. Yes! He demanded to have a doll ...

It has been almost a month now, that every day when I switch to a news channel on TV, I get updated on a new rape case – and most likely with a minor. Media keeps sharing the blurred images / videos / CCTV footages and talking about various aspects of rape – victim, culprits, authority, laws, society, reforms, etc. etc. and I change the channel. Yes! I change the channel as I am too exhausted to witness the after effects of watching such incidents and the way we are tackling it – as a society. Hence, wanted to pen down here. We, as a society is undoubtedly evolving – to good. Yes! You are not mistaken while reading, nor it is a typo, I actually said “good”. I am referring to the era when a girl was restricted by her own parents, if a neighbour's girl got raped. She was advised to skip school, stay composed and not smile all the time, recheck on her wardrobe, focus more on studies, skip spending time outside home, coming back home before sunset, etc. etc. Even then, if the...

A very weird word to start with. But this is the word which has just struck my chords with a bang on my complete cerebral space ejaculating a massive outburst of thoughts, memories, relationships, feelings, boundaries, locales, joys, sorrows and so on... It was a dark night with sweet mist in the air and green nature all drenched post rains. Papa had just come back home from work. He is a dedicated gazetted officer responsible for agricultural activities and authorities in the city. Maa does not really prefer cooking but she still does it with grace everyday and the dinner tonight seems to be efficient enough to scrumptiously nourish the starving soul till end of every spoon. I just cannot stop from throwing myself just very close to the lid of pressure cooker. My eyes close their pouch and the very next nearby sensory organ gets happily activated to grasp and inhale the fragrance of marvelous chicken curry with slight dose of fresh coriander in it. The juicy chicken legs and the w...