Note - This post has a certain amount sarcasm stemming from deep seated anger.
Dear Abhijit Mukherjee, Botsa Satyanarayana and the generally uneducated politicos of the this great democracy that is India,
I am, by your standards, a dented and painted woman and I just wanted to express my solidarity with you, great sirs. Not with your cause, no, but with you. I feel bad for you gentlemen because despite going to noted schools, colleges and universities, you haven’t received the education you require, so desperately. I feel bad for you because you have had to interact with women your entire life, despite your obvious disdain for them. Finally, what I feel terrible about is that you have to lead a nation, where despite your continued attempts women haven’t completely become subservient, because there are women like me who haven’t learned from past experiences, because there are women like me who are dented and painted.
Abhijit Dada, to be completely honest, I am a little annoyed with you. Why didn’t you inform us that there was an attractiveness, age and lifestyle cut off to attend these protests, if you did make these announcements in time, me and my sisters would’ve just sat at home and burnt the rest of our jeans and other assorted western clothing in peace. Why didn’t you inform us of the prevalent “’student mentality”, so they could’ve just skipped the charade and gone right down to the discotheque. Why didn’t you inform us and more importantly, your sister of your misogyny; if you made that effort, we wouldn’t have to feel embarrassed of breeding men like you in our country. This is not to say that you are the only one with such an evolved state of mind but one less does make a difference. I apologize for taking so much of your time, Mamata ji and you surely have to things to do. There are several men and women interacting who need to be reprimanded and let’s not forget to close down those “open market with open options”.
Botsa Satyanarayana, you are one of my favourites – childlike, quaint and so unaware of reality, it is rather cute. I completely agree with you when you say that the Delhi gangrape victim shouldn’t have been out at night or have gotten into a bus with “few passengers”. I also completely agree with you when you say that even though India achieved independence at midnight, it doesn’t imply that women can move around freely at midnight. I completely agree with you because the women of Delhi, the fourty two year old mother of two, the three year old playschool toddler, the Delhi University student, the physiotherapist from Dehradun should all have known that there are men like you out there who hate womankind. They should have known that human rights, equality and the basic decency are as farfetched in our country as unicorns. They should have known that the great men of our nation our taught to think of them as objects and are inherently misogynists. They should have known and no wonder “minor incidents” happened. They should have come to a “responsible father” like you for lessons, Sir. I apologize on the behalf of independent women in India for trying to lead a life without chaperones. I apologize for trying to make my own choices and believe, truly, that I have the right to live my life without the judgment from such accomplished men like you. I apologize for believing that I have the right to walk the streets when I deem fit and most of all, I apologize for believing that India was freed at midnight sixty six years ago.
To the political honchos in the league of Sheila Dixit, Manmohan Singh, Sonia Gandhi, Anita Shukla and the several unknown puppeteers of my life, after the past two weeks of emotional turmoil, anger, angst and helplessness, I thank you for putting me out of my misery. I thank you for confirming my suspicions, for letting me know that I am not safe in my own country, I cannot trust the men in my country because you propagate their ideas of grandeur, masochism and misogyny. I am grateful to you for confirming that they aren’t going to change because you aren’t going to let them, the forces assigned to protect us are too busy validating their behavior. They will always believe that women are sexual objects meant to be oppressed and those who resist this oppression are of loose moral character. Thank you for letting me know that they won’t change until we don’t change you.
Lastly, thank you for letting me know that no matter how much anger I show or how much I appeal to you to change your mindset, my only shot at getting through to you is to accept that I am a second rate citizen, in a country that you have made second rate.
Someone who’s trying to get off the paint.