The Scared Heart

The entire country is applauding the apex court for its judgement in the "Nirbhaya "case.
Finally justice has been delivered but i do not know why, the old saying ,"Justice delayed is justice denied", is echoing loudly since the last twenty four hours in my mind.Culprits of such a heinous crime should be convicted right away, why such a long procedure.
My lawyer daughter keeps on explaining to me ,that a judicial procedure has to be followed equally for everyone, but my heart refuses to accept it.
I believe the heart of every mother refuses to accept it.
Will such a delayed justice be able to induct the right amount of fear in the minds of perpetrators of such crimes?
Will it ensure the safety of women?
But is only judiciary and police department responsible for our safety?
We as members of a civilized society are so helpless within us?
I am proud to be an Indian, in spite of all the discrepancies in our systems, have full faith in our judiciary, but when i think as a mother of  two young daughters, i am scared, really very scared.
It was a pleasure to see my little girls turn into beautiful young ladies,but this pleasure was shadowed by a fear.
The fear of their safety.
We draft a code of conduct for them.we load them with instructions of what to do,how to do and when to do.
But do whatever we may want to,is it enough to keep them safe?
It is a jungle out there in the context of the female citizens of India.
No age is safe for woman, she may be a year old or eighty.Her being a woman, is enough for her to be plundered.
But why is it so?Have we failed as a society?
The cause lies within us. We have failed as parents. We are busy grooming our daughters,but did we ever tried to groom our sons.
Do we draft a code of conduct for them too?
I am not generalizing all, but majority of parents, who have a son, have this attitude "ki beta hai, itna toh chalta hai".But why? Being male gives you the liberty of doing anything.
We just do not teach our boys to respect their female counterparts.
A father beams with pride when his young son tells him about his girlfriends with a wink.He is happy that his son has come of age, has proven his "mardangi" by being interested in girls and going all the way with them.He takes delight in hearing his anecdotes with his girlfriends but is unable to sense the danger it may lead to.
Till as parents we do not groom our sons,our daughters will never be safe.
No matter how much strict laws are enforced, safety will not be ensured.
The discipline has to be instilled at home by every parent.
Just by taking out candle march,shouting in front of the Parliament,applauding a late judgement,does not ease out the apprehensions.
Only introspection,that too when done honestly, will help.






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  1. TaruMay 6, 2017 at 6:09 AM

    And the case was taken through fastrack court.. the time taken by courts in normal cases to give justice is unimaginable!

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  2. TaruMay 6, 2017 at 6:09 AM

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