An excerpt from the diary of every girl and every woman:
That frock which I saw in the shopping mall that day is the most beautiful dress I’ve ever laid eyes on. I’m tempted to try it out, and somewhere deep down I know I want to buy it. But hold on, I just cannot. Why? Because the dress may reach just up to my knees. People will glare at me. “Indecent girl”, I can hear somewhere in the background. My heart sinks. And I look away from my dream dress in disgust.
The heat is sweltering. I cannot take it anymore. I go and open my wardrobe and take out the comfortable shorts I so loved wearing. I take it in my hand and consider changing into it, then I stop short. ‘What if guests come home? You possibly cannot be wearing THIS..’ Now my favourite pair of shorts lie under the heaps of clothes, long forgotten.
I want to start my day by going for a long walk. My elder brother decides to join me. We talk leisurely about everything under the sun. I’m glad he joined me. We can squeeze in some uninterrupted time to bond. As we walk, people glance at us in a weird way. I start feeling uncomfortable. Brother sensed my discomfort and said, ‘Don’t bother. People think that a boy and a girl are walking alone so early in the morning. They are making their own assumptions about our relationship.’ I’m shocked. A beautiful relationship of a brother and a sister is seen in a dirty way. I retch inwardly at the very thought.
Why is it that we are restricted to move out at night? As if the crimes against us are any lesser in the daylight. Eve-teasing, molestation, and even rape, happen any time. It is the mentality of cheap people that doesn’t change. Our safety doesn’t depend on the time of the day. Depends on the change of heart of the people…”
P.S. I got this writing prompt courtesy Pinterest.