“Mom, this dude came and sat next to me in the bus and was touching my legs ‘accidentally’ while moving his bag, then he asked me where I am from? I didn’t reply, then he actually put his hand on my lap to tell me that he is also an Indian and he likes me. I didn’t know what else to do, so I got up and walked to the front of the bus and the dude got off the bus. Mom, I am scared”
I was actually speechless for a while.
From the time I gave birth to her, I have been doing everything to make sure she wouldn’t have a childhood I had. I didn’t even trust anyone to take care of my baby. I took care of her myself. I child proofed my house, bought a car seat even though there was no such requirements to keep a child in a car seat in Malaysia. I walked with her to her school, even when I had full blown pneumonia. I taught her to be stranger aware. I taught her self defense.
The only thing I didn’t teach her was to be aware of Indian guys. Now before you all take up your arms in protest and tell me all Indian guys are not bad, read.
I have had my butt massaged, my breast squeezed, my hands grabbed in India by guys, all through my childhood and teenage years. ( not to forget the dude who stood by the corner and flashed his flaccid penis every morning when I walked to school and everyone as in the teachers, the parents etc knew about it and no one did a thing to stop it,)
The rubbing, touching and massaging only stopped when my sister younger to me started to hit back, punch and scream at the guys and I learned not to suffer in silence, but to fight back,
I have never seen njarambu rogis outside India and never thought my child would go through this.
I asked Yaya how old the guy is and she thinks he is in his 20. My child doesn’t understand the way Indian guys behave and thinks that the dude is a pedophile. I didn’t change her perceptions.
She wanted my permission to cuss and give him her middle finger if he comes any where near her.. I had taught my children not to cuss and now I have given my permission to do just that.
And now I worry.
This guy wouldn’t have simply sat next to my child to say he likes her. He must have seen her before.
I know Yaya will fight back the next time he tried the same stunt. But I worry about acid attacks..
My child is only 14 years old. She has a right to live a life without being harassed.
and the irony of it all, yesterday i was writing about the Indian shop keepers..and today this.