Thursday, 23 June 2011 | By: AbhiLaSH RuHeLa

When they raped my Daughter :-(

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        On the first night after I wed the most beautiful woman(for me) on the Earth, I came to my bedroom where Sneha was already sitting on the bed. She was waiting for me as we were married after lots of trouble and struggle. I am Rajput and she is a Brahmin. Her parents didn't wanted her to marry me because their relatives were taunting them for the first inter-caste marriage in their whole family. At last, her parent kept a hard stone on their heart and gave their daughter to our family. Now, as we were married, I wanted to reach bedroom as soon as possible to hug her and cry a lot because finally we were One. I entered the room and as soon as I saw her, my heart sunk and I tried to stop the water which was about to flow from my flooded eyes. She kept glaring my eyes and there was lot of conversations going on between us through eyes. Her eyes were speaking all the pain she suffered in last 2 months when both of us were not allowed to meet. My eyes were asking her about how is she feeling now.

             Finally, I hugged her and both of us started crying like anything. It was the most relieving moment of my life. The love of my life was in my arms and the place where I always wanted her to be in this position was the one - My bedroom. After few romantic chats, she finally asked me,"What do you want - Girl or a Boy?" I started smiling and replied,"Girl". She asked,"Why?" I replied,"I have already won the most beautiful girl of the world. Now I want to see whether the daughter of this woman will be more beautiful than her or not." She smiled and said,"She will be your daughter and so she will be beautiful." Finally, I kissed, she kissed me. We started smooching. I unclothed her and we started rubbing each other bodies and finally we had sex. 

             After 8 months and 22 days, Sneha was admitted in the operation theatre and I was waiting desperately to hear the statement of the doctor. After half an hour, the Red Light above the door switched off and doctor came smilingly and shouted,"Mr. Rajput, you are a Father of a cute baby girl." I hugged the doctor and ran inside to see our daughter. As soon as the nurse handed our daughter to me, OUR changed into MY. I didn't wanted to share this cute baby even with my wife. I went towards Sneha and placed my daughter besides her and kissed Sneha and thanked her for giving me the best gift of my life. Sneha smiled and suddenly, she went unconscious. I was shocked. I patted her cheeks twice, thrice and when I saw that there was no reaction from her part, I pressed the alarm button and called doctor and told them to check Sneha. Doctor tested her for next 20 minutes and came out with the worst news of my life - YOUR WIFE IS NO MORE.

              I looked towards the sky from the window of the ward and asked Sai Baba that why he decided to make the same day as the most happiest day of my life and even the most saddest day of my life. After coming home with my daughter, I thought of her name and at last I found nothing and I named her Snehal, somewhat similar to her mother's name. I left my job as I had enough money to survive for next 5 years even without job. I wanted to give all the time to Snehal because I knew that when she will grow up, she will definitely miss the photograph where she is smiling with her mummy and she will question me, Where is my mother. So, I wanted to give her all the love possible from my side so that she'll never miss her mother and never feel that something is missing in our family. I used to play with her small tiny fingers, small little toes, cute little nose, sharp chin like her mother's. She was so cute that whoever came to the house to see my baby, didn't went back without clicking her pic. I was proud to be the Father of a cute little baby. Snehal was my life now. I had no one in my life who was mine as my parent shifted to my big brother's house after my love marriage. I wanted to give the best education possible to Snehal and teach her all the manners and sanskaar which my parent taught me.

              Time traveled fast and she was 12 years now. She was about to enter in her teen years. She had a very sweet voice. She was good in singing and she always sung for me,"I love you daddy". She had little brownish hair like her mother's hair which were brownish too. Her face was stiff and smart. She used to have two ponies and I used to pull them while playing with her. Every Sunday, I took her to Gateway of India as she loved walking with me on the streets of Gateway of India. She didn't had any close friends as she was too intelligent to understand that even I was alone and I had only her company. Whenever I insisted her to go and play with her friends in park, she used to say,"No daddy, you are my best friend and I'll play only with you otherwise lets go home and do homework." What more should have I prayed to the God? I had such a daughter which was nothing less than the luck itself.

               One day, I was waiting for her to return from school. I was standing to receive her. The school bus came and the driver told me that a man was standing at the school gate and said that I have asked him to collect my daughter from the school. I was shocked to hear this. I called 4 friends of my office and asked them whether any of them have collected her but everyone refused. I sat in an auto and headed towards her school. I started showing her photo to everyone out there and nobody knew about Snehal. I started shivering and sweating. At last, I thought to check her in the farm area behind her school about which she told me once that she like that area. I started separating all the crops with my hands and kept running and marching ahead. At last, I found Snehal in an unconscious manner with her shirt torn. I was shocked. When I picked her up, I found that someone assaulted her. I took her to hospital and after she came into consciousness, I asked her who took her in the farm area and what happened with her. She hugged me tightly and started crying badly. I kept cooling her and tried to fled the fear away from her but she was in no condition to speak anything. 

               After discharging her from the hospital, we went home and after sitting in her bedroom, I asked her,"What happened Snehal beta? Please tell me. Papa will help you." She started crying again and told me that a man came and said that he is my colleague and I have planned a surprise for her so he came to pick her today. She started walking with him when 2 more men came and joined the fellow. Then they indexed the man to move towards the farm area. When they started moving towards farm area, she started combating and said that she wanted to meet me and she don't want to go anywhere else. Then the man closed her mouth with his hands and others caught her hands and legs and dragged her to the farm and then one-by-one raped her. I went numb after Snehal ended the whole case. She hugged me and started crying again and there was no strength in my hands to hug her back and console her. The tears started flowing from my eyes and I remembered the face of Sneha on the first night. How happy she was when we planned a baby. After her death, I was responsible for Snehal's life but I ended up ruining the life of my daughter.

             I complained in the police station about the whole case but no police took appropriate action. I kept meeting different officers but no officers ever supported me and they said,"Ab jo hona tha ho gaya, keep your child safe now." I was shocked to hear the replies from the officers. Day by day, the performance of Snehal dropped in school. Her curiousness to know things disappeared. Whenever I took her to the streets of Gateway of India, she never took interest and asked to go back home. She never dressed properly as she used to. She never combed her hair properly after that. She stopped eating properly. Whenever I insisted, she used to hug me and cry as she cried in the hospital after the incident. One Day changed the life of my daughter. Still, I haven't found those 3 men who ruined the life of my daughter but now I understand the heart of all the fathers who are living in the same terrible condition as I am. Somebody's daughter is raped, somebody's is molested, somebody's MMS is made and circulated on the Internet, somebody's daughter is burned by in-laws etc etc etc. The crime on women and girls are on and it is increasing day by day. 

              As a father of a victimized girl, I am requesting government to strict their laws and punish every rapist and criminals of women to be hanged till death. I want all the schools to have CCTV cameras installed in their campus and outside their campus. CCTV cameras should be installed in all the public places. I want some women officers like Kiran Bedi to share the position of Head in Police headquarters of each area so that they can understand the suffering of the girls. I just want every victim girl to get justice and peace for the girls from now. 

             I am leaving now. Today is the first death anniversary of Snehal. She committed suicide after some boys in her school teased her as Rapist's muse. I am going to her grave to meet her and talk to her. I hope she will sing the same song - I Love You Daddy in her sweet voice for me. At last, I want to say SORRY to Sneha for not taking the care of her daughter. I am ashamed of myself.

            Thanks.

P.S.: This is written after reading numbers of rape case in India. I am just shocked to see the insecure life of girls and women in our country. I want our Government to wake up now. No one sits for hunger-strike for such issues which have much more weightage than the issues of corruption. 

             Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU
            

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Harman said...

Its very sad..my heart cried...
these devils, God will never forgive them.
law and order ..plus the fear of violation of law..should also be there ,before reinforcing them..

Divya Virmani said...

Abhilash, you literally touched the heart of all the girls out there. Not to mention the insecured fathers at every second of their life. Very well written in every way possible. The story pressed my heart and teared it afterwards. You must know a fact that India is considered 4th unsafe country in this whole world. With the growth of our country and the rave's we hear about India and Indians [abroad], it's a little hard to digest that women's are nowhere safe in this country. Our very own country... :(

ViJ@Y said...

Well writing for good cause. Well said.
Government need to aware of this and take strict actions.

Anonymous said...

School kids can be cruel. Idiots. There was a boy in my brother's school who was molested by a jawan during an overnight school trip. His mother was a teacher at the school. He killed himself due to the taunts of his class mates. Hung himself. It made the front page of the papers. I wonder what those boys felt later. Had they imagined the consequences? Did they feel guilty? Just brought back those foul memories. I wonder if the teacher still teaches there. And this happens in a very reputed school of Mumbai!

prasanna raghavan said...

I am very sorry to hear your story. But I say You should stand up for the cause of girls who died like your daughter.

Yes, India is becoming very unsafe for girls. one consequence is they are going to take power in their hands which I think is right.

The government will not do anything unless there are pressure group acting independent of political affiliations.

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Harman mam, Even I want all the rapists to be hanged till death.

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Divya mam, thanks a lot for your awesome words.

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Yes Vijay.

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Anonymous, I wanted to hear your name.

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Prasanna sir, its a fiction story. its not my story. but it is damn true for many fathers in our country.

Anonymous said...

My name is Akshay (anonymous writer). Don't blog. Don't have a profile...

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Oh k.. thanks...

Barkha said...

It's great to hear how creatively you are trying to raise awareness about these issues. And, yes we need people to advocate against it or may be sit for a hunger strike or so. These issues certainly are more important. You may like to read my latest post.

SUB said...

wow..how well u penned down the biggest problem of India, infact the world....a sad but great post...
could not help follow u...

Cheers!
SUB

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Ok Barkha, Ill check out your post too..

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Thank u SUB.

Cindrella said...

Oh my god!! this is touching and scary!! For every girl!!

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Thank u Cindrella

Rachit said...

I'm all speechless; tears in my eyes.

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Thank u Rachit.. this is the best blog I have written, I think bcoz of the people like u who have accepted it with warm heart.

Asit said...

nice broo.....its vry true....the best one....

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Thanks Asit

nikhimenon said...

had missed this post..read t today only...the post literally touched my heart....keep riting veeru

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Oh thanks a lot Nikhi sir.

philip said...

Very well written Abhilash, Its true and I have read some where, most of the rapes happend with in family or relatives, thats very bad thing in our society

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

We cant do anything in this, sir.

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Sir, we can do nothing in this.

Jeswyn said...

that's a captivating story line mate......
I always wanted to write what the parents went through.....

but I guess you got that covered....

it's heart wrenching and painful..... even in my early twenties.... I dread of the day when such a thing would happen to my daughter....
God forbid....

it's a clean portrayal man.....

a vivid picture for the eyes to dread.... powerful...

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Thanks Jeswyn for understanding the nerves of this story.

Ishi said...

:-(
speechless!!

Vishal Anand said...

Nice narration and unfortunately a truth for thousands of victims.. :(

Anonymous said...

nicely written....keep going on..best wishes 4 u....

AbhiLaSH RuHeLa said...

Thanks Ishita...

Thanks Vishal...

Thanks Anonymous...

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