Friday, January 4, 2013

RIP: Pray for the Girl!! - With Tears

POOR GIRL'S LAST 5 MINS :'(
I AM SORRY MOM I CAN'T FIGHT MORE
(CRY OF A RAPE VICTIM)
I still remember mom when once youand dad
asked me what I need to do in my lifeI replied you
I will reduce the pain of other's people and I became a physiotherapist ­ so that I can try my level
best to reduce the pain of others.
But today I am not able to resist my own pain.
Doctors are slashing my body parts for the fifth time
... like they were never the parts of my body…it is
paining a lot mom I am not able to breathe properly and they attached me with oxygen cap.
please tell the doctors not to give me the
anesthesia mom.
I am scared I don't want to close my eyes. If I close
my eyes it takes me to that scary phase of my life
where I was being cut into pieces I was just bunch of flesh which was being continuously chopped by
those animals. Those faces were very scary mom
they were like those hungry animals who were
biting at every parts of my body.
I don't have courage to look myself inthe mirror.
Mom please break all the mirrors nearby me. Pls take me to bath. I
want to bath. I want to sit under the shower for
years mom so that I can wash those inhuman
touch which has made me hate my own body.
I tried to go towards bathroom but my stomach
pain didn't allow me to move myself. I can't raise my head to see you
standing outside through door glass.
When someone enter in my room I feel very scared
mom. my heartbeats gets faster my eyes searches
for you. please be around me. I don't want to be
alone. Mom these medical instrumentbeeps are haunting
in my brain. they sound like those unhelping traffic
sounds which muted my cry and pleads which I
was doing that time mom. The silence of this room
reminds me of that silence when I was thrown on
deserted road. I don't know what happened but I was feeling very much cold the same way like a
person shivering with very high temperature. Mom
do you remember once when dad slapped me in
childhood how much you fought with him until
dad didn't bring my favorite chocolate…Where ­ is
dad, mom? I can't see him...is he ok mom ???
Please don't let him cry mom. Do you remember
once how dad got angry on you when you used to
shout on me for anything?
They have beaten me and my dearestfriend with
some metal. It was paining a lot mom. I saw how he was bleeding to save me but they were coward
rascals. They kept on beating him together till he
didn't collapse and then they scratched every parts
of my body repeatedly mom.
You always taught me to fight with the difficult
situations but I am very weak in this situation. please hold my hand.
I want to sleep please put my head inyour lap.
Please wash my body.
Give me some pain killer my stomach is paining.
Please tell doctor not to cut more parts of my body.
its paining a lot. I am sorry mom I can't fight
more..!
Share it frndz till it bcumz d voice of whole nation..!

 

Rest in peace Nirbhaya...we shall carry forward your fight!!

 



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