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STOP!


For as long as I know, we have taught girls FEAR – to be afraid. We taught them the need to always have to fight and protect themselves.

Don’t sit like that. Don’t wear that. Don’t go there. Don’t touch that.

For as long as I know, we have taught girls SILENCE – speaking equates fault. We have shown them through our insensitive statements and actions.

Why did you go there? Did you go alone? What did you do?

It is your fault. It is a lie. 

Placards. Hashtags. Captions. Blackouts. Wails. Pains. Screams. Trauma. Still, no JUSTICE!

They keep doing it because they know they can get away with it. They know the girls have been taught fear and silence - Don’t say, else you’ll die. Don’t say else you’ll be shamed. Don’t say, no one will believe you.

They know that the talks and ‘noise’ would only last for a couple of days or weeks. They know all the world would see, are new hashtags# especially with the name of the victim, never the culprit.

They need to be stopped. They need to be afraid. They need to know better.

Stop them by the law. Stop them by societal re-orientation. Stop them by defending the victims. Stop them by not staying silent. Stop them by serving justice, quickly.

Let the killings, rape, hate, STOP. Let’s stop THEM.

TA,


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