So I know, in case my forthrightness offends a man tomorrow and it turns out to be a revenge rape with stones or thorny sticks hurled inside my vagina, it will not be rape according to the Indian constitution. They will ask me why I am yet not married and how many male friends I have. Why don\u2019t I live with my mother and what are my work timings. \u00a0Do I consume alcohol and what was the reason to go in a place crowded by so many men. They will put two fingers inside my vagina to test its laxity and how habitual I am to sex. And based on the analysis of my character they will finally decide on the possibility of a woman like me getting raped.<\/div>\n
So be it. United States and India can theorise, mystify and rationalize rape. I am even empty of any condemnation for their unity in misogyny. I want to laugh out of a kind of despair and yet not explode out of my chair. Even if I am pushed into a pool of semen tomorrow, I will figure out for myself. As a woman, I have a lot of complicated living to do and like any other woman, rural or urban, I know to use my agency every single day of my life, without asking for permission. To kill, to abort, to punish, to laugh, to live.<\/div>\n
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