Gurgaon/Delhi -- Here We Love To Rape {Yummmm}

A Candid - No-holds barred - conversation between a 21-year-old Radio Jockey {Aashima Talwar} & a 22-year-old Native Gurgaon Boy

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I {Aashima Talwar} wake-up with a hangover - shoes still on – hair messy – I look like a shipwreck – perfect aftermath of too many Tequila shots & Vodka golgappe last night in a glitzy Gurgaon club -

I sit like a zombie on my dinner table – a cup of strong black coffee in my right hand as I flip the newspaper - 'The Delhi Times' - the main paper is sitting {along with egg shells} in the bin - main is full of puke inducing pictures of a perpetually constipated Pranab da

Holy Shit! Holy Shit! I can't believe what I'm reading here -- there's a page full of girls holding up placards - there's unbelievable nonsense printed on them - they read:

Real Men: Adore, Cherish, Respect women

Are you fucking kidding me - There is not an iota of truth in this - I'm a girl & I know men - I face & deal with them {unfortunately} everyday of my insignificant life. 

If you've been living under-a-rock like the editors of delhi times - let me tell ya what real men are like: 

They pee on the sidewalls, scratch their crotch in full public view, stare shamelessly at breasts, sleep around etc. etc. 

The men who cherish & respect women are fictional characters. 

Damn! I'm running late for my show - Yo! I'm an underpaid radio jockey on 93.5 red {dead} fm

27 minutes later

I enter through the creaking doors & into my ugly recording booth - I've no script – yet again – what a piss-off

Lazy-ass producer tells me to improvise coz the scriptwriter didn't show up - all I can think of is clobbering him with a baseball bat

Anyway I get on with work - I dial a random number - haven't got a clue what I'm going to talk about - it starts to ring - then someone picks

He: Hello

Me: Hello - This is Aashima calling in from 93.5 red fm

He: Helloo Madam 

I'm still wondering what to say/ask

Me: So where do you live

He: Ji I'm a native of Gurgaon

Jackpot - There it was - my topic - my story - my interview - my justification of my meager salary

Me: Are you aware gurgaon has recently been crowned ‘the rape capital’

He: {makes weird throaty noise}

Me: How old are you

He: Madam Ji - 22 years old

I earnestly think about the question I'm about to ask - I conclude - it is totally inappropriate - I ask it anyway

Me: Have you ever raped

He: No {answers flatly like it was an ordinary question}

Me: Do you believe rape is a dreadful crime

He: I would say it ‘depends’

Me: Depends {I'm totally furious}

He: Yes

Me: On what - enlighten me {trying hard to suppress my anger}

He: You must have heard of 'Honor Killing'

Me: I've & all the other nonsensical dogmatic radical hogwash

He: {he doesn't get my point & continues} Sometimes rape is ‘necessary’ - in those situations it just becomes another form of Honor Killing - It is the ‘Right thing to do’

Bullocks! What a fucking day I'm having - Rape is the ‘Right thing to do’ - what's next Rape becomes The Basic Right of every ‘sidewall peeing’ man -

Me: What you're saying is - Rape is Moral

He: I would say - Rape is a 'Social Service'

Me: Your head is in a deep mess - you need urgent mental surgery

He: What about my family, my neighbors & all the native residents of gurgaon - should we all get a surgery {he says in mocking tone}

Me: Are you saying all of you natives believe Rape is a social service

He: Hell yeah! - Of course there are some renegades who don't think so - they definitely need surgery

I tell myself to control my emotions & take deep breaths & count my fingers – It worked for Sunny Deol –

It worked for me

Me: Ok so in which circumstances it is ‘acceptable’ to rape a girl

He: There are numerous circumstances

Me: For say

He: Girls, who wear short clothes, go to parties in nightclubs & dance too close with various boys, who sleep around, drinks alcohol, take drugs, have a live-in relationship & elope to marry out-of-their caste or religion & defame their family name & Indian culture

Me: So it is 'ok' to rape a girl coz they did things 'Men' do all the time

He: Women should not try to be men - they should stay within their limits

Me: Do you drink

He: Yes

Me: Do you sleep around

He: I've slept with 17 girls till now {says with sheer pride}

Me: Are you not ruining the so-called Indian culture - don't you deserve to be raped

He: I only sleep with prostitutes - Nawabs of the yore - loved mujra & prostitutes - it is part of our culture

Me: Does your father also sleep with prostitutes

He: Shut up

Me: Does your mother know that you sleep with prostitutes

He: Mind your language

Me: Why are you so angry - I thought it was all part of our culture

He: {stays quiet}

Me: Ok - so what I understand is - any girl living in gurgaon must follow the decorum & go home before sunset everyday & cook food for her family & raise kids

He: That is the duty of every girl

Me: To be a servant for life {I’m irritated}

He: Serving family - even for lifetime - doesn't make you a servant - it makes you an ideal woman

Me: An ideal fucking slave

He: You're an uncultured girl

Me: So if I come to gurgaon - I should come wearing a Sari or a Salwar Kameez

He: Don't forget the Dupatta {he truly is a basterd}

Me: Yes my lord -- so I must adhere to the protocol at all times

He: Any immigrant to gurgaon must show respect & live in accordance with the laws of the land - set by the natives of the land

Me: Alrite! Fair enough

He: Now you're talking like a cultured girl

Me: Have you been abroad

He: Oh! So many times - once the MNCs bought our barren lands - we became dollar millionaires overnight

Me: Have you been to Europe

He: 3 Times already with my entire family

Me: Who else is in your family

He: Apart from me - my father, mother & two younger sisters

Me: Did you visit Europe's magnificent beaches

He: Everyday - in Italy, Germany, France, Belgium - everywhere - I loved the beaches there - breathtaking beautiful

Me: What were the white girls wearing on the beach

He: Very very skimpy bikinis

Me: Did you not try to rape them

He: No! It is different there - not like India - there they throw you in Jail for lifetime for rape - India has much better laws - hardly any rapist goes to jail ever

Me: When you were in Europe - Did you follow their culture - as you expect of the girls coming to gurgaon - to come wearing Salwar Kameez & ‘Dupatta’ -

He: What do you mean?

Me: I mean - did your 2 sisters & mother run around the beach in skimpy bikinis

He: How dare you speak like that about my sisters & mother?

Me: You only said - follow the culture of the land – of the natives - I'm only giving you a dose of your own medicine

He: Do not talk shit

Me: You didn't answer my question

He: {He fumes – breathes heavy}

She: So did your sisters smooch an Italian boy in public - I know that's part of their culture

He: I will break your bones

Me: Really! Just bones - haven't I yet qualified to be gang-raped?

He: You whore - You slut

Me: Now listen to me you filthy hypocrite basterd - you son-of-a-bitch – I’m a black belt & army trained - If you dare utter another word - I'll find you & castrate your balls & pay goons to rape you in public - then parade you naked across the town - coz you know what - that is ‘my fucking culture’ - & my culture says - rape, thrash & molest - assholes like you - who think women are dirt - a piece of shit - with no rights - that she should spend her life as a servant, a slave - & any woman who loves to live, enjoys her life - deserves to be raped -

He: {silence – he’s shit scared}

Me: You better not stay out late anymore - coz I'll be looking for you - with a pair of industrial scissors to chop your balls off

He: {Hangs up}

Me: {I'm damn sure he ran to hide & cry in his mother's dupatta}

Aashima addresses 93.5 Red fm listeners: 

I drink alcohol - I smoke - I wear short skirts & party hard into the wee hours - And guess what - I not a virgin & not even married. Does that give anyone & everyone a right to rape me?

Is that our culture?

In case you didn't know – 72.1% of the total rapes in India - happen in rural India - Do you think women in rural India wear mini-skirts, drink alcohol & party late night

And 97.54% rapes are committed by people known to the victim -- So should we really – ‘Not Talk to Strangers’ - or is it the other way round.

And what about the 2 year-old girls who get raped in our country every single day - Twice --------- Oh! Was it because she was wearing a short-skirt?

I do not know about you but dancing with boys in a dress doesn't make a girl - A slut - 

Not being a virgin on the wedding day doesn't make her a whore.

And no matter what Native Gurgaon residents, you, my brother, even my father or anybody thinks – I’m DEAD certain - Nothing can & Nothing ever-will justify RAPE

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