Another side of the coin…

We were going back to our home after office. My husband was driving the car, and I was reading the newspaper sitting on the passenger seat. Today marked the completion of three years of Nirbhaya incident. Her story was all over the newspaper.

I thought if someone from the passers-by had stopped to help her, they could have saved her life. How insensitive were those who saw her in that disgraceful condition and still didn’t come forward to help? I looked out of the window and saw a Maruti van standing on the roadside.

Three men were trying to pull a young woman inside the car. It was a desolated place. There was no one nearby to help her except us. My husband also saw them. He stopped the car and opened its door to help her. I held his hand

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I stopped him from going out. He librated his hand with a jerk and hollered in a loud voice,” the girl needs our help. We can save him”.

I cried in a louder voice, “They might carry weapons with them. If you get hurt or something worse happens to you, what will I do? My priority is to keep you safe, not the girl.”

He looked in astonishment at me and said, “if it were you or your sister in her place, would you say the same to me?”.

I started sobbing harder and begged him to not go. I said,” if something happens to you, my life will get ruined. How will I live, what will I do? Please don’t go. We will inform the police; they will come to her rescue.”

We could not do the same as during our argument, the van had already gone away abducting the girl. My husband gave me a disgusting look.

My tears didn’t stop. By late night, news of the abduction of the girl was all over the media. I was weeping harder and harder as I could see the face of my sister in that girl. I blamed myself for the mishap. Then I looked at him. He was my life, my only one. If something had happened to him while saving the girl, what I would have done? I can’t imagine him getting hurt. I can’t imagine living without him. In the dilemma of my social responsibilities and my family, I selected my family.

I knew I was wrong, but this is the reality of common people. No matter how responsible and socially active citizen we are. We always love ourselves and our family more than anything in the world.

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