Yet another life gone by.....
She made quick friends in this metro city even though she was
from a rural village of north Karnataka. She used to work as if today she has
to win the challenge and smile as if million sorrows should feel shame. Gouri
was a girl with charming face and heart full of kindness and love towards
people around her. It was one bad morning
few months back when Gouri’s mother screamed to skies when her husband Ramanna
did not wake up as usual. His heart had stopped functioning and so is the fate
of gouri and her mother. Gouri had just finished her graduation with
distinction from a government college in the neighbouring village and had
dreams to become a teacher and work in the school which she had studied; she aimed
towards the betterment of her village children by providing them a good
education. Ramanna - a noble farmer was proud to have a daughter like Gouri and
was a backbone for all her dreams. Gouri’s mother Sitavva, a housewife, had
never been out of village and was unaware how the outside world looks like. Like
her husband, Sitavva was also in support of Gouri and her day would pass by
taking care of her entire world which consists only of her husband and her
lovely daughter.
Their life would have been a fairytale of love and warmth
amidst a scarcity of so called facilities that villages do not get,only if this
morning would not have come…what was wrong with Ramanna’s health ? nobody
knew.. after all it was Ramanna’s mouth that should have let his wife ad Gouri
know that his heart has got a heavy pain but he made it shut..he thought, the
pain is temporary and would be healed by morning but God had some other plans
for him.That unanswered pain made Sitavva and Gouri all alone without the manly
support in the family.. They cried for days and months at the same time their
stomachs rumbled of hunger.. after all how many days the neighbours would have
brought them food.. and whom could the mother and daughter blame.. Gouri could not wait any more for the
government job as she was aware in our
country the process of recruitments involve months..
So she packed her bags, convinced her mother that she would
come soon with a job at hand and both would shift to Bangalore . At least the
farther they are from this village the memories of her shattered dreams and
their loneliness would haunt them less…
This is how she came to Silicon City and started searching
for a job. It was not difficult for her to get a job in a factory with a good
position .. soon she found a shared P.G with another girl working same factory
but in night shifts .Gouri started off well, soon she bought a cell phone so
that she could call the neighbor shop keeper kaka in her village and could
talk to her mom . It had been just two months, Gouri got noted among her
colleagues for her warm behaviour and neat work.She soon made few good friends
and they become her family in the big town.
Every day Gouri would start early from her P.G , would go to
nearby library to read the news paper and then to factory. Evening she would
reach room by 7.30 P.M. after waiting in bus for hours in the heavy traffic.
Life was a smooth ride after a big hurdle which she jumped
and evolved as a new girl. But there was another hurdle with the face of a P.G
owner which she failed to notice. Gouri would talk to P.G owner and his wife
daily on the way back to her room and would share life happenings with them.
One normal day as usual when she was heading back to her
room she stopped by to speak with the P.G owner aunti who was sitting on her entrance
steps. Both spoke for about 20 minutes about Gouri’s work, her mom and aunti’s
house hold chores.After the talk Gouri
took leave and moved towards her room. The door was open, she presumed her roommate
has not yet left for work and went on to kitchen to keep the vegetables she
brought on the way back home. Soon, there was thud of door and was locked from inside, Gouri again thought
it might be her roommate and came out to talk to her holding a glass of water
in one hand and cell phone on the other. She was taken aback when she saw the
person at the door who was now coming in her direction was not her roommate but
rather it was her P.G owner. His gestures were not decent but she tried to talk
to him in a respected manner. He was dumb to her words and was speedily walking
towards Gouri. Gouri tried to call someone from her phone but she was unable to
dial the number in fear. She shouted but by now his hands were trying to catch
hold of her. She ran to kitchen and closed the door. With one hand she locked
the door and with other hand she was constantly trying to press numbers trying
to recall her friend’s numbers. It was of no use, soon within seconds the
kitchen door was banged and broken to pieces with the bully force of the devil.
She shouted for help but nobody listened. There were hardly any windows in that
room and walls were sound proof. He was a huge man and gouri was a puny girl.
All her efforts to shout and escape went in vein when that huge bully forced
her to the act of inhumanity. Words can’t replace the agony and pain that she
went through in those hours and that cruel man resembles not less than a mindless
and heartless creature which lives in a dirty water. Her life shattered again and
this time it was unrecoverable. She was
left on the floor senseless and lifeless.Her phone rang the number of
shopkeeper kaka , it was time at which daily Gouri used to call shopkeeper kaka
and sitavva would come to his shop to attend her call. But today sitavva waited
and when she did not get any call she tried dialed the number herself but nobody
attended at this end. Thus another crime was added to the history,will the
culprit get punished ? Probably yes !
How I wish a clever girl like Gouri would have been aware of
Smart Suraksha. Just one app would have saved her life as well as her mother’s.But
hardly we girls from the rural part of India are aware of such things, hardly
we girls get access to these things.. life is same for all, sometimes our life
is not just ours, many others are depending on us.. society rarely cares for
girl’s safety, thanks to media such heinous incidents are coming to light
nowadays and safety of women is being considered . I wish girls like Gouri
would also get to know about such things and one day this world will become a
better place to live in..
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