Budget realisations are so complicated...especially when you are short of time and I had two of those horrible things to set straight... Sion and I just had to go for a movie after that...Jaane tu ya.. a very cute movie... but what happened afterwards was nothing short of horrible..
We had gone for the 6 O clock show which ends at 9 pm...getting an auto is a hassle and a strain on your nerves at any hour, but at night for a woman its nothing short of a harassment. Every single auto person asked us to shell out 80-90 Rs even though the hall was hardly 3-4 kms from where we live. The way all of them come together to hound women is in itself troubling... we decided to take a cycle rickshaw back as we had used a rick to get to the hall... one after another all the rickshaw wallahs refused to go.. we were willing to pay but they probably felt we were asking them to cart us across the border...and the way they leered and laughed at our expense...one young fellow called us to him and we thought we had finally found one good Samaritan...but it seems he was just wanting to have more fun...we hadn't even mentioned the place before he refused....That's when I totally blew my fuse...and when I get angry I become incoherent too...We asked a traffic policeman to help us get this rickshaw and wonder of wonder this chap says that he has no authority over the rickshawallahs, we should instead try to get an auto....this statement comes right after he shouts tsome rickshawallahs to move away from the place... I told him that as a policeman he should be helping woman not making things more difficult for them but to no avail...infact when I threatened to report him he told me to go ahead and do it... By this time we were becoming a public spectacle
The most frustrating part was not the attitude of the rickshawallahs or the traffic policeman...it was the sheer helplessness and a sort of impotent rage I felt...am sure all the girls understand what I felt coz I can't put it into words.... its like the whole men fraternity gangs up together when a woman is protesting or raising her voice and this isn't the first time I have faced this... And no one joins in to help...they just look at you like you've lost your wits or something...
That however will not stop me from going for an evening show or even a late night show...coz after all for a crime that someone else did why should I pay! I am not going to let anyone clip my feathers....
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