The Rape of my image of Modern India

Is a woman now just an evening’s light entertainment in India?

As a young girl working in Bombay, I found myself in a rather unsavory situation one evening. Having stayed late at the newspaper where I worked as a journalist, I had boarded the ladies’ compartment on the western suburbs’ bound local train at Churchgate station. Imagine my shock when at the very next station, hordes of men poured into the empty compartment, occupying every square inch of space. I hadn’t realized that at 9pm the entire train became uni-sex or oversexed in my case. I huddled in my corner seat by the window at the end of the compartment, trying to crawl inside myself, to make myself small enough to be unseen. The more I tried to minimize my presence the more I seemed to be drawing attention to myself, until it seemed that every single grinning male gaze was waiting for my next move. As my stop drew nearer my heart started pounding, in anticipation of the inevitable. 

When I could delay no longer, I clutched my purse close to my body, hugging it as if it were a, oxygen cylinder, wishing it were one so I could use it to smash my way through the multi-headed-villains in my path. By the time I reached the exit every part of me had been squeezed, my shirt torn, and I had lost my hair band somewhere so that my unruly curly hair had escaped to fall into my eyes now pouring with tears. Sobbing and shoeless I tumbled out, my handbag still miraculously in grasp. I vowed that I would never set foot in a Bombay local train again—and never have since.

Years later this incident still sends shudders down my spine.  I can only imagine then, what trapped memories the endless nights and years ahead were in store for the poor girl who was raped and beaten in Delhi, a fortnight ago–had she survived. I read the reportage of the incident in horror wondering how much the mother country had changed and yet how much it hadn’t. Some in India and in the UK have pointed to provocative Bollywood films as a primary encouragement for men to just go out there and plunder. But I think it goes deeper than that. 

The land that invented the Kamasutra has long swung the other way when it comes to sex. For a billion strong population, which has obviously indulged in activities of the nether-regions, we of Indian origin have always had a close your eyes and pretend it does not exist attitude. Adding complexity is that a tiny percentage of youth in the bigger cities are sexually far ahead. They look, dress and act with the confidence that comes with education, international exposure, and the security of knowing that they have a lifetime of things to do and people to see. Cheek-by-jowl live those who don’t have the same. Not the assurance, or the instruction, nor the opportunities.  Put them side by side and the equation of the have’s plus the have-not’s takes on a dangerously new meaning.

The situation feels like an explosive mixture of radical-repression meets extreme-economics. Frustrated by what they cannot have, aggravated by lack of opportunities, and aided by a legal and political system which has shown scant sensitivity for rape-victims and little inclination to bring the guilty to justice, rapists in the country have been for too long allowed to get away after doling out fates worse than murder on their victims.

As someone who dreaded the daily onslaught of revolting stares, lewd gestures and ‘accidental’ brush of the passing male on public transport, while growing up in big city India, I for one fully support the Indian government’s bold move to name and shame sex offenders. I realise that to the Western world, this seems like an open invitation to vigilantism, but extreme times like now—when men accused of sexual violence still go ahead and stand in elections in India—call  for extreme measures. This may just be the most powerful deterrent to the perpetrators, for what it ensures is a loss of face and a lack of a future—both extremely important in Indian society—for the violators and something that not even the fear of a death sentence delivers.

For too long has the common woman in India lived life like a second-class citizen. It is time we were treated like the very goddesses so revered in Indian culture and tradition.  

What do you think? Do tell me.

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14 thoughts on “The Rape of my image of Modern India

  1. Hi Lakshmi,Any sort of song or reel life should not be an inspiration for people to go on a rampage like this. How can they play around with democracy and the brand image of India, in this fashion. This calls for stringent action of the severest kind, which would make a person shiver before thinking of such acts.Keep up the good workRegardsJay

  2. Not all actions can be blamed on provocative or violent movies. They were not children but young men who knew what they were about. The mindset has to be changed. India has become a scary place for women to stay, irrespective of age.

  3. Every woman in India has a personal horror story like this one to tell. We need to get organized, become a powerful vote bank. Only then will our safety be assured.

  4. What is needed is a change in our societies attitudes towards women. Our misogynist attitudes are deep-rooted and will take some time for a reform. There is need for education at every level!

  5. If harsh punishments will solve the issue, Why hasn’t the rape cases reduced in the Arab countries even after such punishment? The point is they won’t. One of my friends commented that the rape statistics in the Arab countries is much lower than in India. I guess we all know how many rape cases get reported in India and also the real statistics and similarly, we are also aware of the rapes in the Arab countries. Let’s just keep the statistics out of this debate.

  6. The news about the increasing rate of rape cases in India is indeed very alarming. What is the government's stand on this? I think they should do some adjustment on their law.

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