I was 12 years old and when I was returning back from my school, a man came straight at me and touched my breast. I was silent because I was unaware that it was harassment and at that age I was afraid of sharing and feeling shame. Similarly, when I was traveling by bus I faced the same problem. An unknown person touched my body. At that moment I couldn’t speak up or shout because I was really afraid that maybe people would say something about me or my character. It made me feel so weak and I was depressed thinking about why it happened. I was psychologically affected. Now I know the meaning of harassment so I raise my voice wherever this kind of thing happen.
Optional: What’s one way you think we can make public places safer for everyone?
People should be aware about the harassment that they may face in the street/ somewhere else. Due to a lack of awareness people do not know if they are facing harassment or not. We also need strict rules and regulation and the people who make people suffer should be punished.
– Sunita
Location: Bus,on the way, and chinema hall
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