Sonam Mittal has written two articles about her sexual ordeals. She seems to be rushing into bad situations again and again and not once does she realize that she also has a role to play in what happens to her.
Each of her articles, even if taken at face value, is illustrative of the modern Indian woman.
The first article is titled “I Was Molested In Goa, And The Cops Said It Was My Fault!”
The article alleges that:
Late one night last year, I left Benaulim Beach along with my sister and two other friends.
We were drinking, laughing and enjoying ourselves. Like how anyone would do when in Goa.
On our way back, I stopped at L’Amour Resort to make changes to the tentative booking I’d made earlier that evening.
Behind this restaurant, away from all the public, the caretaker of the resort molested me while I was trying to tell him that I needed a room from the day after.
Now it is quite possible that she is telling the truth. But notice that she is curiously short on details about her molesting. Our experience tells us that she was probably asking for her money back after making the booking for that night when it was already too late. And when the owner refused, she must have started mouthing off and misbehaving. And in the end, the caretaker of the resort is the molester and oh yes, the whole society owes her justice without in any way putting even a whiff of blame on her.
The first thing he said to me was that girls from decent families don’t roam out late in the night drinking and partying with friends.
“Why were you out till late, do you even know what all happens in the night?”
No shit! The modern Indian woman, trying to ape her western counterpart, wants all the freedoms but none of the responsibilities. She adamantly refuses to recognize the state of lawlessness in the country, and doggedly refuses to accept the responsibility of protecting her sexuality. Society keeps telling these women to be careful. But considering these cautions to be “patriarchal”, they act recklessly, and then when shit (supposedly) hits the fan, they come crying for help.
But she didn’t learn her lesson: to protect herself. She won’t stop till she gets into a situation where she finally gets “raped”. It is like a an addict won’t stop till he hits rock bottom and goes to jail.
And that’s what happened (or so it is alleged).
The second article is titled “After 2 Years Of Sexual Harassement At The NGO I Worked For, An Apology E-mail Is All I Got”
This article contains multiple allegations.
Her traumatic sexual harassment is described below:
One night at a hotel, on a work trip in October 2012, the man in question was drunk when he made an official call to me at around 10-11pm, telling me to vacate my room and insisting I sleep in his. He approached me physically despite my obvious discomfort, followed me around, insisted on force feeding me my birthday cake and sat next to me at breakfast when there were multiple other seats empty. At times, two of my male colleagues had to physically place themselves between the two of us to stop him from coming on to me.
So a co-worker “approached” her and tried to feed her cake on her birthday. What cruel harassment!
She ended up filing an official complaint about it, and getting the man removed from his role (this bit of information curiously missing from the title of her essay), and him having to send her an apology letter.
But she is blameless.
Further, senior employees have joked about my ‘character’ during official meetings, asking, “Who’s in her room today?” or “Is that person in her room, or in her?” People laughed, including those who would later constitute the Internal Complaints Committee (ICC). If I tripped on the stairs and showed up in bandages the next day, everyone joked that I must’ve been drunk. When there was a theft at my place, everyone joked that I was drunk and passed out.
In no way was this cruel gossip even passingly related to her own behavior. No Sir, she never drank to excess and passed out.
It was after a party, when a male colleague whom I knew quite well found me unconscious and raped me.
How did poor Sonam Mittal reach a state of unconsciousness while at a party? Probably drank too much water, we surmise.
Again, details of this incident are curiously missing and she did not approach the police, despite having approached them earlier on a much more minor incident of “molestation”. We wonder why.
I’m fearless now. I’m stronger now. I don’t care if people respond to my story with personal attacks and fabrications, and call me an ‘attention-seeker’.
What do you think?
Since you ask, here is what we think:
We think that you are a foolish parasite on society, and a spoilt slut. We think that you refuse to learn from your experiences. We think that you tempt and invite people to take liberties with you because you get drunk, act without modesty, act like a slut, and are known to be a slut. We think that you are a danger to any workplace and to any home. We think that your father should have been less liberal with you. We think that you will prove to be a horrible wife and an even more horrible mother. We think that you will waste society’s time, money and effort in trying to address your umpteen grievances that you keep coming up with because you act a certain way and that has consequences. We think that you have no discrimination, and no sense, and no femininity, and no brains.
We think that you are a modern Indian woman who is a shame.