It happens only in India....?
Walking down the road alone, she wrapped the coat around herself. It was bitingly cold. Waiting outside the theatre on the pavement, she wondered "Where are these guys?" It was almost time for the show to begin, but they were nowhere in sight.
Her phone buzzed. She pulled off her glove and reached into her pocket for the vibrating mechanism.
"Hello?"
It was her sister. Chatting with her about the show she was just about to see, she stood by the road, walking back and forth.
A car pulled up. Two windows rolled down. Five heads stuck out. All male.
She looked ahead and behind the car, stealthily. No sign of a traffic light. They had just stopped in the middle of the street.
They were looking at something. Her.
They snickered. She looked away, wrapping the coat more tightly around her as if that would protect her further from undressing her in their minds.
She didn't dare look back. The cops had said, "Don't engage, walk away". But she feared that walking away was engaging. She stood still, leaned against the fence and continued talking on the phone.
After what seemed like a long time, but was probably just a couple of seconds, the car started to move slowly, and the snickering heads turned back as the car passed by.
She stood there momentarily vexed. She couldn't really understand what had just happened. Here? On a crowded street? Where people follow rules, and laws, say please and thank you for everything?
How naive of her! She thought it happens only in India.
Her phone buzzed. She pulled off her glove and reached into her pocket for the vibrating mechanism.
"Hello?"
It was her sister. Chatting with her about the show she was just about to see, she stood by the road, walking back and forth.
A car pulled up. Two windows rolled down. Five heads stuck out. All male.
She looked ahead and behind the car, stealthily. No sign of a traffic light. They had just stopped in the middle of the street.
They were looking at something. Her.
They snickered. She looked away, wrapping the coat more tightly around her as if that would protect her further from undressing her in their minds.
She didn't dare look back. The cops had said, "Don't engage, walk away". But she feared that walking away was engaging. She stood still, leaned against the fence and continued talking on the phone.
After what seemed like a long time, but was probably just a couple of seconds, the car started to move slowly, and the snickering heads turned back as the car passed by.
She stood there momentarily vexed. She couldn't really understand what had just happened. Here? On a crowded street? Where people follow rules, and laws, say please and thank you for everything?
How naive of her! She thought it happens only in India.
posted by Sylvan Goddess at 1:33 PM
6 Comments:
the brotherhood of creeps has branches all over...... members of the church of ugly people, u know :(
wham bam thank you mam...somtin' bout a place that minds their p's and q's? good to stand your ground but then you never know...creeps and freaks prevail. dunno wat evolution sided them and why..:(
be careful there, girl! there are fucked up people everywhere! What was a pretty girl such as yourself doing alone on a street at night?! be careful!
pepper spray!!!!!!
hey sine always has the right idea.... :)
and @agnes "evolution sided with" us.....what u talkin abt.... lol
Pepper spray!! hehehehe...I'LL be the one behind bars if i use that over here for an incident like that! :D
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