RAPE: Mainly, a mere 4 lettered word. But in today’s riotous society; it symbolizes an intense approach to annihilate an individual’s body, as well as its soul. Rape cases in the world, especially in India, are not unprecedented; (Nothing to be pleased with, Fellow Indians ) But what astonished me most, is the way that even children today are not pardoned from being victimized by these merciless creatures and preachers of a loathsome activity.
I do not seem to comprehend as to how in any conceivable way, can a man get attracted to a 2-3 year old INFANT and perpetrate such a heinous crime, ruining that poor child’s life forever and YET manage to walk around unreservedly hunting down his next prey. Numerous cases about youngsters getting assaulted come into light consistently, but one case that struck me the most was of a 2 year old girl being raped by her own maternal grandfather.
We girls feel most secure around people we know or more likely trust the most, and envision the plight of this little girl, who experienced such an occurrence in the early years of her life, making it impossible for her to, not to mention trust, yet remotely even permit the shadow of another man close to her. At the minute age of 2, subsequent to being a prey to something so frightening, she needed to undergo mental recovery to make her overlook this happening. My question is, does this take care of the issue? Does forgetting this horrendous episode undo it and recover her life to the way it was? Can the crushed pieces of her mind and soul be assembled effectively by pretending that this never happened? But the most important inquiry isn’t whether she he will have the capacity to move beyond this and proceed onward or not, but whether the society, our society ALLOWS her to?
Will the general public, will people like you and me, think about her as one of us as opposed of marking her as “The girl who got raped” for whatever remains of her life? Was it her fault that the grandfather exploited the trust demonstrated by the child’s family when they handed over her responsibility to him under the impression that she was safest with him? Was it her fault that her mother chose to believe her father (the grandfather) rather than her own little daughter who was telling the truth whilst draining of agony?
Presently when I analyze it, I realize that probably it is the little girl’s fault BUT not due to the aforementioned reasons, but rather on the grounds that she excessively trusted the grandfather the way her family did to take care of her; on the grounds that she anticipated her mother to believe her when she narrated the pathetic and appalling way her grandfather assaulted her, and most essentially on the grounds that she hoped and still does that the society would quit looking at her with pity as only a rape casualty, and instead conquer the traumatic event; simply the way despite everything she’s still attempting to.
