Being an Indian

I write, because it’s my right to write.

It’s a sunny and lonely afternoon while sitting in the upstairs of the library I was introspecting the world around me. Looking through the tinted glass I saw my friends were enjoying the after lunch sleep on lawn, then I took my eyes towards the newspaper lying in front of me  .While  flipping the pages of newspaper I found some horrifying news that shaken me a bit .

 It’s feel me aback at times when people says “I’m proud to be an Indian”, sometimes I also used this line but today I  feel ashamed of myself while saying this line .

Today we are taking pride of growing economy, biggest democracy, demographic dividend, improved lifestyle, the list goes on and on, we think it as a Laurens on our head  but on the other hand when we here about woman harassment, girl child feticide, molestation, rape and these kind of brutality also shook our conscience. We are living in a country where we worship Devi mata who is a woman, we also call our nation as bharat mata that means Mother India, and again we are portraying our nation as a woman. Then why we forget our consciousness while it comes to our women in the country. Every day, women are getting raped by their fathers, their brothers, their uncles and the society and it's a shame. What a paradox in one hand we are talking about the equality in everything and article 21 of our constitution also tells that everyone has equal opportunity to live life with full integrity on the other hand these kind of brutality.

Some where I read that “ most of the rape does not happen because of lust, but mostly it happens because of jealousness” , yes it’s true in a male dominating country male doesn’t like a woman go ahead of him but we talking about equality . I think it’s only in paper and pen. World’s largest democracy can never reach its full potential if half its population lives in fear of unspeakable violence.

Wake up man………..behave like a man.