These are the words that are splattered on nearly every newspaper in India and many around the world. But I would like to throw my two cents in and just say that it’s sad. Yes there was a great injustice done, but it is just sad, that a little girl will grow up to die of rape. Imagine, rape.
Take away the media and the press. Let’s look at this young woman, age 23, studying to become a physiotherapy student. Her and her friend had seen a film and boarded a bus in Munirka and were heading back home. That’s when it happened.
I feel as though people have completely forgotten about who she is as a person. It seems as though she has been turned into a public icon, which is great, but people are forgetting the person in the icon. Let’s not forget that this young woman had aspirations and goals, she was studying to become a physiotherapist; someone that helps you recover after an accident or particularly tragic event which is usually focused in the area of mobility. She wanted to help better the lives of the people of her country, a country that she called home, and a country that she once felt safe in. But those very same people she wanted to help turned on her.
I just hope that next time people think about the Delhi gang rape they won’t forget that despite a revolution being born, a girl died that day. She may have still been breathing, but I believe her soul just, died.
And would the government of India and people around the world have began protesting and speaking out if it had been just one man? Or did there need to be 5 men involved for the world to notice what is happening?
Food for thought…