So I went for a pompadour cut the previous day. In this hairdo, the hair on your sides and back are trimmed off to bare minimum leaving only the bouncy hair on top of your head ready to be styled. Apparently I was inspired by those south African pacers flaunting the same look. Little googling up culminated my search and I got this hairdo the next morning itself. It came out nicely as you may see.
Let me first tell you a bit about my self. I come from india, a nation which is not only famous for unity and diversity but also conservatism and orthodoxy. I'm an enginneer by profession, musician by passion and an observer of humans by heart. Being a male I was never sidelined on any front but what happened last night was an eye opener for me. Never had I imagined such an event transpiring in my life. I was eve teased. Yes! You heard it right. While walking back home, a group of barbaric guys approached me and started yelling out foul words. They even went on to generalize my persona to a big boss candidate VJ Andy who is gay and presumably deemed as an emotional and physically weak person. No! i'm not gay nor weak nor do I believe that gays or anyone falling short of 10/10 masculine attributes are in anyway weak. Everyone is nature's own unique creation. Well, that's a totally different discussion altogether but then, coming back here to me.
All my life I have been a masculine and sporty personality. Most of the times I got what I wanted and most certainly gave it back explicitly if someone behaved rudely. But I don't know what came upon me that evening that I lost myself as if the powerful me had never existed. Was it due to my tangible appearance or was it the manner in which I was teased. I think the former triggered the event from the outset whereas the latter jolted my soul. For the first time I felt unsafe and hopeless. I could have raised my voice and hands upon them but I didn't or rather I couldn't. Instead I kept walking hastily trying to figure what just broke out. I felt different from inside as if all my manly characteristics were taken away by god. For the almighty wanted me to face the tyranny that the girls face every single day.
It has been rightly said that you can only empathize things if you have faced them yourself or else you only have the capacity to sympathize. Always it is felt as someone else's misery unless it happens to you. I now empathize with those girls who are scared to go out at night, frightened to take an auto or even a cab and clobbered with nightmarish thoughts till they reach their destination safely.
Though this trend of styling one's hair may be common in the west but here in India, society assumes and constantly gives a stare at whatever odd you do.
I learnt an important lesson here and wanted to share it with everyone so that you too can understand the plight of women through the eyes of a man.
Ciao
Let me first tell you a bit about my self. I come from india, a nation which is not only famous for unity and diversity but also conservatism and orthodoxy. I'm an enginneer by profession, musician by passion and an observer of humans by heart. Being a male I was never sidelined on any front but what happened last night was an eye opener for me. Never had I imagined such an event transpiring in my life. I was eve teased. Yes! You heard it right. While walking back home, a group of barbaric guys approached me and started yelling out foul words. They even went on to generalize my persona to a big boss candidate VJ Andy who is gay and presumably deemed as an emotional and physically weak person. No! i'm not gay nor weak nor do I believe that gays or anyone falling short of 10/10 masculine attributes are in anyway weak. Everyone is nature's own unique creation. Well, that's a totally different discussion altogether but then, coming back here to me.
All my life I have been a masculine and sporty personality. Most of the times I got what I wanted and most certainly gave it back explicitly if someone behaved rudely. But I don't know what came upon me that evening that I lost myself as if the powerful me had never existed. Was it due to my tangible appearance or was it the manner in which I was teased. I think the former triggered the event from the outset whereas the latter jolted my soul. For the first time I felt unsafe and hopeless. I could have raised my voice and hands upon them but I didn't or rather I couldn't. Instead I kept walking hastily trying to figure what just broke out. I felt different from inside as if all my manly characteristics were taken away by god. For the almighty wanted me to face the tyranny that the girls face every single day.
It has been rightly said that you can only empathize things if you have faced them yourself or else you only have the capacity to sympathize. Always it is felt as someone else's misery unless it happens to you. I now empathize with those girls who are scared to go out at night, frightened to take an auto or even a cab and clobbered with nightmarish thoughts till they reach their destination safely.
Though this trend of styling one's hair may be common in the west but here in India, society assumes and constantly gives a stare at whatever odd you do.
I learnt an important lesson here and wanted to share it with everyone so that you too can understand the plight of women through the eyes of a man.
Ciao
Something similar happened with me too. It was a horrific night, what had happened was my father was coming back from office and a girl living in one of the slum areas near to one of the roads suddenly came in front of the car and she was only 2 years old trying to cross a busy road all by herself, nothing much happened to her as she got consciousness within seconds but had some stitches on the back of her head. Later that night her parents called my father for some more money for her treatment and insisted her to be shifted to a private hospital which by the girl's stature was out of imagination since they belonged to a very poor family. Scared as we were, we took their child to some of the nearest hospitals and by then the clock showed 3 am at night. We had not taken our car but took them in 2 autos, this was done because we were scared what could have happened in that situation with the police also becoming active in the case and seizing the car for no reason, hence we resorted to taking the car with us.
ReplyDeleteSo, it was 3 am and I was running on the Delhi roads for help to find an auto by any chance since we could not find any hospital by then, what happened next surprised the hell out of me. I was dressed very simply (not like you but simple looking Indian boy), I looked like 90% of Indian men do but still something sad happened.
A van full of goons stopped and I asked them for help but unfortunately it was a wrong choice they shouted back saying "aaja apni gaadi main puri raat chalio saath" - I was taken aback, I stood there in shock as my other family members followed me and as they came the van driver rushed away.
This proves that not only different looking men but anyone according to these devils can be their toy, its not hard to imagine what would have happened if there was a girl in the same situation, or even an aunt or even an old lady, these criminals treat all as one.
One lesson learnt is that never allow anyone be it a boy/girl/mother/father any single person to go alone at such dark hours in our country, who knows they would be on the headline page for the very wrong reasons.
But, having said all that the main issue that exists is lack of security in the city, you hardly see the police PCR vans nowadays and at night everyone is extinct, even if they are there you feel more unsecured as they have more power than the goons and can exploit you and put you behind bars too. And the obvious reason for this is lack of control at the top. One week ago I heard the Police Commissioner of Delhi talking rubbish about the former CM of Delhi, spitting out 3rd grade jokes in an intellectual show where many high ranked people had gathered to discuss issues on governance. There is no hope left when such ill-minded people have all the power.
Good to hear your side of story. There is a lot that needs to be fixed my friend.
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