Saving a man from near death at a bus stop
It was around 3:15 pm while i was crossing platform number 8 in Majestic and heard a human crying in a distressed manner, closer Inspection shook me badly as his chest was bulging and he was sweating litres. The number of people from the public was more than 40 -50 across the ...
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Bystanders and moral policing
This experience is perhaps, quite frivolous but it demonstrates in how many small ways bystanders can intervene. I am an advocate and was appearing in a case at a forum that does not require an advocate to be in uniform (black and white with gown). So, I wore a green ...
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I noticed she was quite uncomfortable and so I excused myself and shook his hand
I was on a panel at my old school and we were invited to speak at a seminar on Montessori education. There were two males and two females and we all shared our experiences of our school life and the positives and negatives. Once the panel got over, I noticed ...
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He saw me speaking to the shop staff and made a dash for it.
I was at a mall in Bangalore on a Saturday night. There was a big sale going on in one of the stores. There was a really long line at the ladies changing rooms and a lot of women milling around the area. My sister, too was in line to ...
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Don't be shy.
The Women In The Bus Were Commenting On The Dress Two Girls Were Wearing & I Had To Intervene
“Once while I was travelling in a bus, there were these two girls who were coming back from, what looked like, sports practice. They were wearing shorts and loose t-shirts. ...
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The baby was yelling and crying frantically
This was about 7 years ago. My cousins and I went to a local park with our kids that evening. On our way out, my cousin noticed a man carrying a baby girl in his arms to a side of the park where no one usually goes.
The baby was yelling ...
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All of this happened in our family homes.
We had a male cousin living with us. He is easily over a decade older than us. At the time of this incident, I must've been 5 or 6 and my sister maybe 7 or 8. I don't remember much accept that when we wanted to play, the games would eventually end ...
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Stories of abuse get buried deep. Sometimes it takes years to bring them out.
Stories of abuse get buried deep. Sometimes it takes years to bring them out. Of the many experiences of abuse I had when I was a child, I only told my parents of one. That too after much thought. I was only nine or ten and did not want to ...
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First Date
It was my first date. He force-fed me vodka and he tried to rape me in the front seat of his car. I fought back so hard and was able to get out of the car while it was still moving. My parents called his parents and threatened physical violence ...
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So no, I don't feel safe.
So when I went to journalism school, I lived at home, and I always envied hostelites for the bonds they'd make which I could never be a part of. I wanted to be a part of something like that but I never had that experience.
So I attended one ...
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