I was travelling in a bus
I was returning from school by the public bus, one evening.
The bus was packed with people and as usual the bus conductor had to squeeze his way throuugh to collect the tickets.
After collecting them, he was standing behind me for sometime, and due to the bus constantly ...
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"Where am I coming from?Why am I roaming alone?" Sexually Harassed by Policemen
One of my horrific experiences with sexual harassment was when I was in my 11th standard. The incident happened back in 2010 when I was preparing for AIEEE in Kota Rajasthan. It was 9:30 PM 5th January 2010, I was heading back home from my Institution. It was those dark winter nights with ...
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The bus conductor
This happened to me in Mysore while travelling from College to Home(Daily routine). One such day was when the bus conductor standing next to the door pinched my right breast while I was getting down at my stop. The bus just fled before I could realize what had happened ...
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Narrow escape
I was walking to the bus stop from office at 9 in the night. The street was deserted except for a rare car passing. It was an 8 minute walk. When I covered around half of it, a boy in a bicycle came from behind, stopped next to me and asked for ...
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Lesson : Sex education, healthy self-esteem and child's confidence in parents/gu...
Incident # 1
I was around 6 or 7 years old. I went to a restaurant owned by a neighbor, just 4 houses to the left of my house. I was a shy and reserved kid. We were 3-4 friends and went there just to say hello as that was what were used to do, ...
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I feel the streets are never safe- day or night.
Walking on the street that reaches my home and out of nowhere, a figure on a bike moves slowly and gropes my breast, and drives away leaving me dumbfounded. Too slow to react, too numb to realise, not one time, not two times but three times, the same incident. Different ...
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Today i know he exploited me sexually, and it is called molestation
It was a thread ceremony of a cousin. it was my first visit into my paternal family. I knew no one.My parents walked into the gathering and me and my older brother were following. As we entered the wing before the house i was pulled by this man onto ...
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I knew when it was happening yet I did not move. I still don't know why.
I was probably in class 6-7, growing up in a small family. I was inquisitive and just like all kids hitting their puberty was confused on exploring my sexuality. I remember spending long hours in the bathroom during summer noy knowing about what is happening to him.
Feeling of water ...
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I felt dirty and unclean
I was four years old. My family was very wealthy, so I lived in a huge house. One of the servants was a nice man who always played with me and gave me sweets. I used to go to his room and play. He was like an uncle to me. ...
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They were vultures...
It was not a one time thing. And it wasn't one perpetrator.
I was a kindergarten student. Must have been 3 or 4. There were these neighborhood men who would call me to their homes and abuse me. Though there was no penile penetration, they used fingers and objects. They showed ...
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