Samia and I sometimes walk back and forth taking the kids to school, the kids’ school starts at half past eight. Holiday at eleven.
Around nine o’clock Samia says,
– Come on, there is a fair, let’s go around.
– How far?
-This is a fifteen to twenty minute road.
– I didn’t bring money.
– Who is going to buy? I will come back.
Buses will be available at the front junction. I can get down in front of the fair.
Samia’s daughter and my daughter’s girlfriend. We are also of the same age. So our friendship is quite good.
Samia is a bit rough type. Talks in short words. But good for the mind. There are many.
It’s almost nine o’clock. Office hours. The bus is crowded.
Then he pushed and climbed into a bus, Samia followed him and I also climbed. I got two seats in the female seat next to the driver.
Samia sat inside and I sat outside. Many people are standing nearby.
Many are standing beside me. College life has a habit of crowding, but lately it feels a little uncomfortable. I take a rickshaw from home to school, take a rickshaw and leave again. If the girl goes out with her father, CNG is used.
People are rushing towards each other as cars stop at various places.
An old man is standing next to me, he is about to roll over when he is pushed from behind, but before he can, he grabs the rod attached to the roof of the car. Still his feet came and touched mine.
Even though I don’t think much of it, I keep bringing my feet inward. Samia noticed it and said,
– Why is the uncle reading on his face?
He very politely said,
– Pushing from behind. There is no place to step here.
When Samiya spoke angrily, he said,
– Why are you getting on the bus if there are so many difficulties?
Samia this time was burnt in oil. Others are waiting to see if something will happen. Before Samia could say anything else I said,
– Samia shut up. He did nothing. He just got his leg in the push.
– Shimu I see his hands again and again-
Before Samia finished speaking I said,
– Samia, look, he is holding a bag in a market with his other hand, so his hand is touching. This is no problem. Please don’t talk.
Others then said,
– There is no problem for the one who says it when he says it. Why are you talking so much?
Samia started to get angry. That man had no pity for me He looked very annoyed. And the kingdom went down with a smile of victory.
Samia got angry with me after we got off.
– Why did you insult me in front of everyone?
– Where did I insult? He had no bad intentions. I just said this.
– You don’t know these old people. They do this when they get on the bus.
But he didn’t do anything.
– How long to do? What happens after saying? So it must be said in advance. You humiliated me in front of everyone for a stranger.
– Samia If we blamed him for something he didn’t do, wouldn’t he have been humiliated in front of so many people?
Samia angrily sat on a bench on a street outside the fair. Her cheeks are red
I left the bag and sat next to Samia, took out water from the bag and sat down. I drink water.
Then I said to Samia,
– Listen, Samia, let me tell you a story, then I will talk a little. And if you think that I have made a mistake, I have insulted you. You can tell me whatever you want.
The incident was six years ago. I then read in Arnus. I got married six months before that.
I have gone to college for registration. On the way back, I boarded such a crowded bus with my girlfriends.
Me and my two girlfriends. I sat on the last side of the tool as I sat today.
An old man was standing next to me like this. Then I felt very unbearable and felt sick. Because I got a lot of harassment like this when I got on the bus. I used to talk a lot about these once.
I used to start this kind of chilachili before anyone laid hands on me.
There was an argument. At one point I felt a kind of peace when they heard different people talking in different ways.
That day a man stood beside me. Again and again his feet touch my feet.
Heldel is held high in one hand and a bag is held in the other hand. He keeps the bag under his arm, making his hand touch me again and again. It feels very unbearable. I started screaming as he leaned forward to push from behind.
I started abusing him in many ways. Why are you putting your hands on? This is it. These are
He kept saying again and again, I didn’t put my hands on you, mother.
I get even more angry and say, even if you are so old, you don’t understand these insults.
Mother called again?
The bus people also harassed him in various ways. laughing Says different things.
He says he can’t anymore, Amma you are like my daughter. I am standing here. Do you say I put my hands on you with such a bad intention?
Everyone is looking at me, now if I say no then it will be my fault. I say yes.
He lowered his head in shame. Then got off the bus because many people were talking a lot of nonsense.
“One of these is the victim of the rest.” “Uncle does these things even at this age.”
He made various comments.
He was standing there after getting off the bus, I looked through the window and saw him wiping his eyes with his Punjabi sleeve.
I turn my head away in annoyance. My girlfriends call me “well right”.
We laugh, great lessons learned.
My girlfriends got off at the next station. I got down and went home. I don’t remember what happened after that.
Next morning, Atiq pushed me hard and said,
– Come on. have to get out
– Why?
– I have to go to my uncle’s house.
I freshened up and went out with Atiq wearing the clothes I wore the day before. We went to the hospital.
Atik sat me on one side and went to talk to his cousins on the other side.
Atiq’s aunt saw me sitting and took me to the room. says,
– Look, Atiq’s wife has arrived. You haven’t shown up yet. What a hobby to see the wife.
He looked at me once. I was very scared to see him. He’s the guy I insulted on the bus yesterday.
He looked at me with disgust and turned his face away. Then he closed his eyes.
My whole body shook. I was going to fall down after another two. Atiq’s aunt caught me and brought me outside.
gave me water Everyone is scolding Atiq, why did he bring me to the hospital so early in the morning. everyone said
– Take it to Bouma.
Atiq took me out. No words came out of my mouth that day.
I am wondering whether to tell Atiq. Atiq said in a worried voice,
– Uncle is such a healthy person. You know how good a person my uncle is. My uncle has four daughters. Uncle’s thinking is different.
Educated girls and made them doctors. I have never seen uncle call his daughters without mother.
What was boiling in my throat.
– Aunty said, tomorrow uncle came out healthy, went to the market. He was restless since his return.
Uncle is a very calm person who has always maintained his dignity and respect. Never harmed anyone. But no one understands what happened to uncle.
Mami is asking many times, uncle did not say anything, just shook his head repeatedly.
At night, he once said to his aunt,
– If someone blames me for the fault I have not committed in life, how can I bear it?
It was like a stroke at night. I don’t know what will happen.
Atiq says and my eyes are watering. I told Atiq,
– Will you take me to the hospital again? I will tell him something. please
Atiq was surprised to see my crying tone and said,
– What happened to you? What will you say to uncle?
– Please take me. I apologize to him. Don’t ask anything else.
Atiq drove the rickshaw again. When we got to the hospital and reached the third floor, we heard crying.
Atiq ran. I also ran, but I saw that Atiq’s aunt’s cry was sharp and tearing me apart.
I ran to him, crying profusely.
– Forgive me. excuse me
But he didn’t forgive me. I didn’t get that chance to apologize. Maybe this was the lifelong punishment for my mistake.
The punishment of condemning innocent people is given to me by the creator.
As I finished speaking, I saw Samia’s eyes welling up.
I held Samia’s hand and said,
– He may have become my relative, I knew what he suffered. what did i do wrong But those we do not know, we will not know how big sighs they are heaving.
The person we see for a while is someone’s father, someone’s husband, someone’s uncle, uncle. They have a lifelong respect.
I know, I myself have faced many people who do such things. When he got on the bus, he put his hands on the girls.
But we can’t blame everyone for some people. You know for these reasons no boy wants to help girls easily these days. No boy gives up his seat to a girl. Don’t want to hear about any danger ahead.
Some men are bad, but we girls can safely leave the house because of the men.
So it is not right to harass men unnecessarily.
