Being 6

It was more or less 10.30 pm. After a well enjoyed family dinner at a restaurant my dad ,mom, brother and me were waiting at the bus stop. I was 6 or 7 years old. This drunk man started talking senseless stuff. Then Singing. Then approached mom and me. Dad Scolded him to go away. But he didn’t. He continued singing. He then put his right arm on mom and me. Dad rushed towards him within seconds and slapped him tight enough to have him turn around 360 degrees and collapse on the ground. Where he started abusing followed by some more singing. One of the other times which i will never forget, was around the same year. I was 6 or 7 and was boarding a very crowded bus with mom. Felt a grope behind. Turned and saw a old man, probably aged 50-55,looked at his hands and they were still around there. He gazed forward as if he is innocent. I did nothing, didn't even tell mom or anyone. I was young- and scared and probably embarrassed too. I will never forget these 2 incidents ever, its embedded in my memory. Probably because of being targeted at such a young age. Not only women, but also young girls face street sexual violence.

Action Shero Rachel

Place: Mumbai