In 2012, i
was in 10th standard and my age was 16 that time. I was not like other
mischievous boys of my age, I was very simple and shy boy. One day (Month of
October) I went to my relative's home with my grandmaa for night stay, that day
one another relative came there. He was 1 or 2 year older than me. Because of
the winter and lack of quilts my aunt asked us to sleep together. After all the
work we laid down, quilt was one, it was congested for me but I had to sleep in
that only.
I was laying and trying to sleep. Suddenly, I
felt something on my hips, next moment I realized that it was his hand. I
thought he is kidding with me like boys do in school and I pulled out his
hand from my ass. After few seconds, he inserted his hand in my t-shirt and
touched my chest badly. That time I felt very weird but till then I didn’t
understand that what he is trying to do, actually I was not aware of meaning of
such kind of activities. I tossed towards him to find out that why he is doing
this. As I tossed, he kissed on my lips. I was speechless, stuck, scared and confused.
He stared in my eyes and kissed me again. I don’t know why I couldn’t say
anything that time; I was not having a single word to say. I moved my body backwards
abrasively. I was trying to understand that what is going on suddenly he whispered
in my ear, “Khol do, tumhe bhi maza aa jayega aur mujhe bhi (remove it (PJ), we
both will make out).” He took my hand in his hand and gave his dick in my hand,
as I realized that it’s his dick I yanked my hand. So he said, “laundiya ho
kya? Lulli bhi pakdna nhi aati? (are you a girl? don’t you know how to hold a
dick?)” I know it was too much, but that
time, I don’t know which kind of person I was, I was tolerating all that
nonsense. Now my heartbeat was so loud, I was not mature enough to understand
that what to do what not do because my aunt and my grandma were sleeping on
next cot. He was too horny continuously he was touching my back with his dick.
Then I got up and went for pee, after peeing as I opened the door of washroom
he was standing just before the door, I was scared that now what he is going to
do, i rushed towards tab, washed hands and laid down. He also came and laid.
That night was itself a nightmare for me; I was smelling the fragrance of Mortin
and listening the tik-tok of clock. I don’t know when I slept, I don’t remember
but when I woke up I just said to grandma that I’m not feeling well I have to
go home right now. That guy was too shameless, after harassing me sexually;
besides being apologized he was behaving so normally like nothing happened. I
came to home but I was scared. After that I didn’t go anywhere for a night stay
I had lost the believe, even I started feeling scared sharing bed with any guy,
I used to think that anyone can touch me in a wrong manner, whenever I smell Mortin’s
fragrance I recall all those things.
Today I’m
20, and many questions come in my mind, was he a lecher ? was he a gay? Was I over shy? Should I
take revenge now or let go.
Sexual harassment is not a small thing to let go, i tolerated it but i must say one should not bear it at all, it's a crime, we can raise our voice against it.
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