My Son would Never Rape a Woman

sad-alone-cute-girl-waiting-someone-window My son would never rape a woman. It is brutal, disgusting and immoral. He simply isn’t capable of such a thing. She has obviously enticed him. __________________________________________________________

She was at the club when it happened. Short black dress, tall black drink. She stood in the middle of the dance floor, moved her hips slowly. She made eye contact with him. She even smiled. He walked up to her and asked her to meet him at his car. When she declined, he grabbed her arm.
And what a scene she created! She fought, screamed and kicked. You want this, he told her as he pulled her out of the club. NO, she screamed, yelling as he dragged her to his car. You don’t know what you want, you’re drunk.

She sat alone in the parking lot a few hours later. Disgusting girl, she reeked of smoke and alcohol. What a drama queen. That girl, no morals, no values, has the audacity to say she was raped. Should’ve thought twice before getting that third drink.

My son would never rape a sober girl. ___________________________________________________________

She boarded the bus after school. The school bag on her shoulders, accentuating her breasts. It was raining and she didn’t have an umbrella. Her kurti clinging to her body in the most indecent way. You could practically see it. The shape of her breasts, her hips, her thighs. She stood there, absentmindedly adjusting the straps of her bag. The bus moved jerkily down the narrow road. Her chest heaving, up and down, up and down.

Of course she was going to be touched. This girl has no sense of modesty. He went up behind her and grabbed her chest as she got off the bus. Chutiya, she yelled, looking around for help. No one cared. What did she expect. An army to come to her rescue?

My son would never rape a girl who was wearing a dupatta.   ___________________________________________________________

They would whistle as she walked past them. She’d ignore it, walking fast until she made her way down the street. How could you blame them! She was beautiful. Such girls especially should learn to dress modestly.
But she. She’d wear jeans, bright red lipstick, draw her eyes and wear high heels. She thinks she’s Rakhi Sawant. She is doing it for attention, and then she complains when she gets it. She wanted them to look at her. She probably enjoyed it.

She had it coming. One day, they followed her. They cornered her and tore her clothes off in broad daylight. She screamed and cried. They didn’t care. They broke her heels, smudged her kajal, smeared her lipstick. They dragged her unconscious body down the dark street and slashed her face. They laughed. No one would whistle at her again.

My son would never rape a girl who dressed appropriately. ___________________________________________________________

She went for a movie with a boy at 10pm. She probably comes from one of those modern families. Going out alone with that boy like a common whore. She must have had sex with him also. These girl are like that. So loose. They don’t care about virtues, values and tradition.

They stopped them outside the theatre and beat the boy up. They pushed the girl to the ground and held her there as each took his turn with her. Some of them, twice. They walked away when they were done, leaving her out on the street for hours until she found the strength to go home.
What difference does it make. God knows how many men she has slept with anyway.

My son would never rape a homely girl. ______________________________________________________________________

He wobbled in at 11pm. She did the dishes quietly, her heart racing as she heard his footsteps get closer. Tears stung her eyes as he put his hands on her waist. She could smell the whiskey on his breath. He tugged at her pallu, letting it fall to the ground. Not today, she begged. Her back ached and her head felt like it was going to explode.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her to their bedroom. She scrambled to find her pallu as they walked past the hall. Their son stared in horror. He shut the door behind him and slapped her. He told her to stay quiet and take her clothes off. She did as she was told.

What do you mean my son raped his wife. There is no such thing. ______________________________________________________________________

My son would never rape a woman. We’re simply confusing rape with consensual sex. If you look close enough, consent is just around the corner. You just need to try hard enough to find it. Consent is everywhere, disguised in short dresses, drinks, make up, high heels, late nights, marriage certificates and even screams and tears. In fact, there’s a little consent in all of us. So, trust your gut. Consent might just be closer than you think.

283 thoughts on “My Son would Never Rape a Woman

    • Extremely well written! This satire, is, in my opinion, one of the better ways to make skeptical people question their hearts for believing in ANY reason as to why the woman is to blame. Glad I came across this post.

  1. Absolutely brilliant. Feel sad for many above who seem to be questioning this article by taking it in the literal sense. You guys are missing out on something very vital and beautiful writing. Kudos!

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  3. Amazingly written. I wonder there are so many articles coming and so many condemning the violence against women, yet no action taken. This is a hot topic to debate and I would leave that for some other time. I again would like to congratulate you on your writing.

    Cheers

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  5. Well written!! at first glance,got it as typical hypocrite article but no wonder i am appreciating it now. This is the irony …isn’t it ??

    Kudos !! 🙂

  6. Good write up! But bit confusing too. Till the end it is about sarcastic confession of a parent of rapist but in the last paragraph it almost encourages consensual sex! In reality rape happens when consensual sex does not happen and those sick rapists try to get by force. Bit contradictory I felt

  7. Really well written and hard hitting. Serves as a wake up call for all those who could decipher what the brilliant satire’s were actually trying to convey. Keep it up Krishna Prashant. If you get time do visit my blog darpanganguli1992.wordpress.com.
    Thank You and keep writing!!

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  9. You know I was in my bed when I read this article.. My Gf msged me on fb.. She was getting bored in her board meeting so she sent me this article n told me to read it right at that moment.. I said I will read it later on.. But she was being very stubborn.. So finally I read it!! N trust me I never thought it is going to be such a good article… I loved it n my gf loves it too.. You are definitely a ‘Chota Patakha’ but with big boom… 😉 I am going to share this on my fb wall so that hundreds of other people can see this too.. Good work… N all the best for future…!! 🙂 😀

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  12. Brilliant. Poignant. How I wish this wasn’t the reality. We need people like you who express so well what most of us feel about our current sorry state of affairs.

  13. ugh. gut wrenching. powerful. well written on a subject that needs to be and should be discussed. especially for the victims of sexual violence, this dialogue needs to happen.. thanks for writing and sharing this post. the current state of affairs of sexual violence, not only in india but all over the world… its appalling, and it needs to change. thanks for being an agent of change, through the power of your words. props!

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  15. One of my friend showed me this post of yours and boy I’m glad! Your words couldn’t have been more right, Krshna. Sadly this is the attitude of a good number of people

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  18. I leave a comment each time I appreciate a article on a site or I have something to valuable to contribute to
    the conversation. It is caused by the passion communicated
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    Woman | Krshna Prashant. I was actually moved enough to leave a comment :
    ) I actually do have a couple of questions for you if it’s allright.
    Could it be just me or does it give the impression like some
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  19. Dear Krshna, it was a brilliant satire. You have rightly pointed out how people tend to defend their RAPIST son by giving some nonsensical argument. But I fail to understand what feeds such patriarchal mindset. Nobody seems to talk about that. Why don’t we question our value system in which women have absolutely no role to play, except reproduce and make men happy, and to add to the injury our social structure has customs like “KARWACHOWTH” and “BAT-SAVITRI” which is so anti women. In fact the whole process of marriage I find so patriarchal (this is debatable, people don’t comply with this. But its my opinion.) no body seems to talk about it, at least in mainstream media. We need to understand the dynamics of such value system. I am not criticizing your article rather I am trying to point out that there is something more than just that, which we need to understand and try to consciously condemn that.

    • You do agree that “people tend to defend their RAPIST son by giving some nonsensical argument.” Most people here seem to agree with that, at least outwardly. But there are still some people who fail to see that these arguments are “non-sensical”. In fact, there are more people of the latter kind, but far less number of them seem to be reading blogs of this kind. So sadly, this article might not reach out to its target audience. However, you have to recognise that the aim of this article is to communicate to these very people how absurd their argument looks. Most of the time, while giving such arguments, they usually don’t even suspect that they are not making sense. This article is addressed to these people, hence it does not go deeper in terms of analysis.

    • Thank you for your comment, Kumar. Wholeheartedly agree. The norms that we’re challenging right now stem from very deep rooted issues that lie in the heart of our culture. That is why people will continue to justify it and resist change.

  20. Hi,
    Read your blog and really liked it.
    We are a small theater group and were thinking of incorporating parts of it in a street play addressing the safety of women. it is a non profit event.
    Hope you are fine with it.

    Thanks for your support.
    Deeban

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