MY DREADFUL EXPERIENCES

ESCAPADES FROM PREDATORS OF WOMEN

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My dreadful experience.

I stopped reading newspapers after Kathua Gangrape case where an eight year old girl fell prey to human monsters. It reminded me of an incident which nearly cost me my virginity. I was ten years old living at that time, living with my parents in Nagpur. One of our relatives visited our house. He was an old man of sixty. He kept staring at me as if I was an alien. When my mother went to fetch a glass of water, he came near me and squeezed my breasts. I was so shocked that I couldn’t utter a single word. When he saw my mother coming, he quickly went back to his seat. My mother offered him water and they chatted for sometime. Finally, he left after having his tea. I didn’t tell my mother about him as I was too scared. This was my big mistake.


One day, my parents had gone out to visit my great grandmother. I was all alone in the house. The doorbell rang, and I opened it carelessly thinking that my parents had returned. The wily old man had returned and asked for my parents. When I told him that they were unavailable, he entered the house forcefully. He started touching and kissing me.

I had to think of a way to get rid of this monster. I stopped him and pushed him away. I gave him my best smile and asked him to buy me a chocolate. He thought he would get his job done easily if he lured me with a chocolate. He left me alone to buy a chocolate. I immediately locked my house and went to my neighbour’s house. I apprised her of the situation. She asked me to wait and peeped out of the window. She saw him coming with a chocolate bar. She asked me to wait until he was gone. Finally, he left the place for good.

My neighbour appreciated me for my quick thinking. I went back home after sometime. I told my parents about the old man’s misdeeds. They made sure to that he would never set his foot in our house. I wish men like him could learn to exercise self control over their libido.

I don’t hate men. I am just wary of them. There was another incident when I went to buy groceries along with my best friend, Seeta ( Name Changed). A man stopped his car in front of us, asking for directions. My friend nudged me with her elbows and then I saw a horrible sight that made me nearly puke into the road. He had deliberately unzipped his pants to show his private parts. Both of us ran away immediately.

When I was in 12th grade, I came to visit my ancestral house in Nagpur. One day I was all alone in the house when the scumbag of a restaurant waiter opposite to my house, tried to lure me into his bait by offering snacks and forcing his way in. I slammed the door on his face.

When I got introduced to the Internet, I joined Yahoo mail and often accessed Yahoo messenger chat rooms. There were genuine friends but there was no dearth of sex obsessed maniacs who would send lewd and vulgar messages. I stopped using the Messenger shortly.

After I joined Facebook, I accepted friendship requests for casual conversation. Unfortunately, I learned the hard way not to share my personal number with any stranger at any cost.

I must have had numerous encounters with predators of women. I thank God for protecting me and giving me sense to escape from getting hurt. These are vultures waiting to feed upon their prey. They never distinguish between a married or an unmarried woman or even drool their saliva over a little girl.

My earnest appeal to those admirable, lascivious, lecherous gentlemen to stop viewing women as sex objects. We aren’t toys to be played with. Women are human beings too. Treat them with respect. And more importantly, try not to expose the private parts. There is a reason they are called privates.

I am sorry for the emotional outburst. I shared some funny quotes over Instagram. Then, I had sudden requests from gentlemen to share my WhatsApp number, it’s something I will never do until I die. Sorry to disappoint you, folks.

People should teach their sons to respect women just as we are told to dress properly or avoid the company of boys.

Thank you so much for taking your precious time to visit my website. Hope you enjoyed reading my blogs. 😊😊

4 thoughts on “MY DREADFUL EXPERIENCES

  1. Horrible, horrible experiences. I am sorry you had to go through them, but I am sure you grew as a person after having them. It is not easy sharing something like that, so thank you for being so open. I am sure there will be people who will read what happened to you and who will learn something from it.
    Even as a child, you were smart and cunning, how amazing and good for you 💚

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  2. I’m sorry to hear your horrible experience happened in childhood. It must be some time ago but I felt so bad the memory still burnet on your head…I hope that horrible experience goes away soon so that it can never try to ruin your day.

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