India's eves..!
By Robert Clements "India is well on its way to being the rape capital of the world.
With most offenders taking solace in the idea that they can get away with it, there seems no solution in sight to the problem at the moment..." She walked out of the forest glades and sat by me on a rock overlooking a flowing river.
"Hi Bob?" she said.
"Eve!" I whispered, "The first woman! You're beautiful!" "Am I?" "Yes," I said as I felt a stirring with her so close to me.
"I will sit on yonder rock," said Eve as she moved away.
"Because, that's the only way you'll keep your hands off me." "I want to touch you!" "Do you pluck a flower or let it grow and make the world a lovelier place?" "I'll pluck the flower to adorn my room!" I said defiantly.
"Yes," said Eve sadly, "Men are selfish, and want us only as trophies to place on their mantels, and if they can't have us they force themselves on us!" "Shouldn't we want to possess beauty?" "No," said Eve, "You look at me with desire, with eyes of lust.
Look at me instead as a woman created to be your companion and friend, not a piece of flesh to fulfil your needs.
Am I some urinal, some public convenience made for your sexual ablutions? Am I only here to be some soldier's war trophy, some drunken husband's nightly need? Am I beautiful Bob? " "Very," I said "As beautiful as that flower, that red rose in yonder bush" "Much more," I gasped.
"Yet, you admire the rose but punish me." "No!" I shouted.
She turned to me.
"Who do you think I am?" "A woman!" I said.
"Someone to be molested? A carnal object you wish to put your hands on?" "Whoa! Whoa!" I shouted, "What are you saying?" "Bob," she said sadly, "Can you see what's happening in this your country: Rapes taking place nearly every hour? A police officer actually molesting a minor and getting away with just six months! Politician's sons in Goa doing what they want with young children! Can't we women be seen as something different?" "Different?" "Can't you see a sister in us, can't you see your mother? Do we always have to be objects of your desire? Where is your honour?" She turned and I saw tears in her eyes, "Yes," she said, "We were created to give you companionship, to make this world softer, and gentler.
We need your muscle, your strength not to rape and molest, but to protect and defend.
Help us!" There were only tearstains on the rock as I looked again at where Eve had sat.
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