My travel stories and some everyday experiences
Shy and quiet, his dark black eyes peeping through his tanned face bedimmed by his greasy, neatly partitioned hair. A very lean body, and although I knew he was young, he looked a little older than his age – was it the work or just his genes, I can’t say. His hands small, but strong enough to pull half a tonne weighted camel.
India is a beautiful country with a rich history and diverse cultures, beliefs, and languages. Not only that, its vastly varying topography, makes India a perfect place to enjoy mountains, beaches or deserts. As much as you’ll enjoy your stay in India, one bad experience …
Gurgaon being a place where you do not generally get a house without a broker involved, you are almost always accompanied by an agent(broker) for visiting the flats. So there I was traveling with one such broker for house hunting on the evening of 15 December 2016. We had already seen 2 houses and when we were about to leave for the next place, this person parked his car outside a society and went to pee. I wonder if it was not so common for guys to pee publicly, how would they have survived. So anyways I was already perplexed at his action of leaving someone in dark in his car and go for peeing😑. I got more concerned when he took more than the normal expected time while I kept waiting for him to get done with whatever he went to do.
1) It is ok. He must have really needed to pee
2) Should I leave and run, maybe he is onto something
3) It is too dark for another 1km, will I be able to manage??
4) Ways of saving myself from different things that could have happened
While I was lost in my thoughts, I opened my bag’s zip and got hold of pepper spray that I always carry around (Just in case there is an emergency). The broker came back from a 5-minute pee and then we started off for the next flat. So there I was sitting in the front seat with seat belt on and just thinking.. thinking.. thinking…
There was a mild traffic jam where he had to stop the car momentarily. It is then when I realized there was something fishy going on the seat next to me. I didn’t turn my head completely towards him, but looking from the corner of my eye I was sure this person was masturbating. That was one of the creepiest and scariest moments. So now I knew what this guy was doing but didn’t want him to know that I knew. There was a sudden rush of ideas that crossed my mind in those 4-5 secs. Since I had put on seat belt, getting out of the car would take some time and taking out pepper spray and spraying it on that person could backfire, what if I fail to spray it at the right time and in the right way.
Since we were stuck in jam, I took a quick decision, took off the belt, opened the door and started running as fast as I could.
And I am glad I was able to understand what was happening beside me and
save myself from what could have been a nightmare.
One thing that I realized at that moment was that sex education is really really important. It won’t just promote safe sex but will also help little girls who fail to make sense of what is happening near them, around them maybe be to them.
So as a parent, friend, sister, brother or any other relationship, help younger ones know about what sex is, what masturbation is and teach them ways to help themselves when required. Make them comfortable so that they are able to share what might be happening with them with ease and without any shame or guilt, because when everyone starts standing up for the right thing, then only we can progress as a society 🙂