Rape Incident happened in Hyderabad on 27.11.2019

' Hi !  
Yes it’s me. Disha!  
I know, I look so disgusting but I can’t help it, I am dead, burnt and charred.  

You know what, I always believe that magic is illusion and pain is a notion. But I was proved wrong. Pains are real. I imagined a world where I could have shared my knowledge with my experience. I wanted to create a world where I could have build my legacy. Instead I ended up being trashed, touched, pressed, licked and left naked on street, killed and burnt.  
 
You think rape was my fear. Ha ha!!! No you are wrong, I was already been dead when I felt the trauma of being trashed and kicked because I didn’t expected this ever in my worst dreams.

An unwilling groping, "How can I make it normal?"
An unwilling pain, "How can I make it normal?"
An unwanted suppression, "How can I make it normal?"
 Tell me? Can I? "How can I ever make it acceptable? "
 
I was taught to believe in humanity; So, I tried to believe in him. I looked into his eyes for the last time with a hope for change. The moment I felt the first push I looked into his eyes for a milli-second begging for my life. But he continued. He didn’t stop there. He never felt to stop. I didn’t loose hope, I waited for every last souls to change but I ended up in the ashes.  
 
I failed!I I failed to make them a human with my innocence where their mothers had already failed to do so.  
 
After the encounter:
'Now you tell me, where a true freedom of speech seems a distant future, isn’t this an intermediate alternative to get me a peaceful sleep?'  
 
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