To err is human; but to whack the one who committed that error is in our hands!
Was it too strong for a statement? Well, that’s my problem! I speak my mind aloud all the time that most of you don’t do.
It happens with so many of us. There are certain incidences when we feel like punching someone hard and break his/her nose! But fortunately for them; we do not do so. Many reasons – no guts, no strength, numb mind and what not. I have had quite the few encounters whereby I wanted to smack someone hard; but stopped at a push; that too only once!
During summer vacation in school, I had gone to Pune, my grandmother’s place for a stay. There I used to play with our servant’s daughters. The eldest one was 16 at that time. Through her sisters, I got to know that she had a boyfriend and they met every evening near a park. One such evening, this girl did not return from her date. Everyone tried to look for her, but in vain. Her mother spent fifteen days crying and looking for her. Somehow they got hold of the guy who was her boyfriend. The police interrogated him and he told them that he had mixed sedatives in her drink and sold her to a pimp. She was now in Mumbai in a brothel. I was too young to understand head or tail of it. All I knew was that this guy had hidden my friend somewhere and not getting her back. I felt like giving him a tight slap. Why slap? If you remember, our hindi movie actresses used to slap guys who did anything wrong! For me, that was the ultimate punishment then!
The girl was rescued; and now she is happily married with a kid. Of course her husband does not know anything about her past
One of the worst encounters that I have had was in my early college days. I was returning from my college to hostel in a BEST bus. Next to me was a dark guy in his early thirties. I was busy reading a newspaper when I felt his hand touching my knee. I thought it would be by mistake; but the same happened again in two minutes. I looked at him and his “hawas bhari nigaahe” stared me back. The slim me couldn’t whack him obviously; but I complained to the conductor about this. The conductor asked him to get up and sit somewhere else. While getting up, this despo told me, “you get down, and then let me see who saves you!” Oh my, that was scary. My stop was coming near and his eyes were fixed on me. But thanks to my stars of that day; some fight erupted outside and that despo out of curiosity looked out. Our bus halted at the signal near my stop and I got down and ran for my life
In school, my classmate left a love letter in my book. The whole class saw the letter. I went to that guy and pushed him to the wall and ran out of the classroom crying. I didn’t look left or right; just rushed to home and did not come out for five hours! Silly I was.
I loved playing cricket. Since I was a girl, I was never given batting or bowling ever. I was always made the fielder. The reason was not that I was a girl; but our team caption didn’t like me a bit! I so wanted to smack his face red-black-blue; but restrained as he was 6’1”. Sigh!
The tomboy me once went out with a very good friend. We were chitchatting when he gave me a compliment, “Neha, you are so elegant and feminine”. Do I need to say how I felt at that time?
The guy was very lucky as Murder was (and still is) illegal in our country! I would still have punched him; if he would not have been a body builder!