Fear
I am on my way home. I see a young man walking towards me. I hope he would be capable of keeping his mouth shut. My heart skips a beat, till he walks past me.
I walk a bit more, and I see an old man driving by. And oh, he is slowing down! I wonder why his car windows are tinted. My heart skips a few beats, till I see the red traffic light ahead.
I continue on my way, and I see a drunk man. I pray that I would survive the ordeal, if he behaves like all drunk men tend to do. My heart stops beating, till he staggers away.
I am almost home. I say a silent prayer of gratitude.
The constant fear - will there ever be an end to it?
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Hi Sue, I came to your blog through the Blog-a-thon links, I share and understand and empathise with what you went through. Something we face every day isnt it? I hope we can do something about this, seriously.
-Archana
Comment by Archana — March 8, 2006 @ 5:33 am
it’s horrible what we have to put up with. I completely understand what you mean…
Comment by ... — March 8, 2006 @ 4:27 pm
Nicely said…… i feel sorry for all the girls whom have to go through this fear every step they take on road
Comment by vene — March 10, 2006 @ 6:06 am
being a snatch theif victim before, i totally have the fear in me everytime i walk on the street on my own. The trauma stick with you want it or not
Comment by Fashionasia — March 13, 2006 @ 4:37 am
am travelling alone in two days and i can’t stop worrying about since a whole week.!!!
Comment by Maya cassis — March 20, 2006 @ 11:47 pm
I understand perfectly the fear that lurks in all women at having to be out late in the night. I believe in taking a proactive approach so I recommend that we should all take Karate or some other self defense classes.
Comment by bengalurubabe — April 3, 2006 @ 1:00 pm