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Renu Bhatia claimed that girls should keep in mind that “bad things” could happen to them if they go to an OYO room to meet a friend.
A woman can make a woman or break a woman. There is a quote, ”when women support each other, incredible things happen.” But here the opposite is happening. A woman is shaming other women.
Recently, Renu Bhatia, President of the Haryana Women’s Commission, who presided over a cybercrime awareness programme at RKSD College in Kaithal, made a sexist comment while addressing the students. “Girls do not go to OYO rooms to perform aarti to Lord Hanuman”. Further she said that girls often complain of being sexually assaulted after they meet an online friend in an OYO room.
She explained that girls would say that he made me drink something, assaulted me, and filmed the act. She claimed that girls should keep in mind that “bad things” could happen to them if they go to an OYO room to meet a friend.
Honestly, I really want to meet her in person and ask her, “who gave you the right to assassinate a woman’s character here?” She herself being a woman has held another woman responsible if she is raped or assaulted, and declared the man as innocent?
Seriously, does a man who is raping or assaulting the woman have no fault.. Is he innocent? I understand some women can be in the wrong, but generalizing the whole community and insulting women on a whole is really a shame.
I wrote this in an earlier piece as well, and mentioned again that such comments and verdicts only boost and motivate criminals. I always used to hear that men’s brotherhoods are much more loyal and powerful than sisterhoods; here Renu Bhatia has proved this.
If friends are like this, who needs an enemy?
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Smriti Malhotra is a Delhi girl and an avid dreamer. She works at the Embassy of the Republic of Congo by profession but is a writer by passion. She began writing while at school and read more...
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