Lunch With a Side of Molestation: A Day in the Life of a Woman

So today as I had lunch and was walking back to work. I saw this dude following me. Casually walking, he came so close that he tried to unzip my top (not that there was a big chain, but just a small zip). But, you know, strong men, all trying to show what they've got!

Now go ahead and ask me if I was dressed appropriately? Because office formals don't count, right? The next thing I did when this happened was I held his hand at my back, with all the love that I had and SLAPPED THAT PERV IN HIS FACE, 3 FUCKING TIMES!!!!!

Not to forget that it was 2 in the AFTERNOON! I do not understand the amount of desperation some men have in their pants! Had I been the person I was four years back, I would have ignored and gone on. BUT WHY? It's not that simple, one-moment experience, you know (the women reading will relate). It's a horribly drawn-out affair. The entire procedure of scanning the street as you walk; the constant alert tensions; the sinking feeling as you realise what is about to happen. I have heard countless stories of my friends, people I know - walking with pepper sprays in their bags just to feel safe – having male friends to drop them at home if it's late - wearing their earphones so they can keep their head down and ignore it (like I do sometimes). The whole process of going out, especially at night, can become constricting and difficult. But the anger that I have today is because IT WAS 2 IN THE AFTERNOON! What does the world expect us to do now?

Lock ourselves in rooms, stay inside the house as we now can not even go out in the afternoon? Leave jobs, get married and stay protected with the so-called chauvinist pigs. or WHAT?

To be honest, I don't think I'll ever get answers to any of my questions. This is the first non-photo blog that I've managed to write, with all the anger that I still have for men around me or for men I know personally!

Concluding this and giving you guys minor details of that dude who's in the story. I was wearing a 'full sleeved' pink top and good fitted jeans while that man was in his shorts and some vest (you see, why I was referring to him as a dude!)

So, to these men out there. Like do you have any respect for your body left? How can you expose your body to strange women like that. Save your body for your wife or girlfriend. I might not have slapped you if you were hiding your knees and legs. Don't act like whores and sluts, be gentlemen! BLEH!

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