Showing posts with label #Pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #Pain. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Featured Post: #Rape is About Power, Not Dress Style by SAMIRA SAWLANI (@samirasawlani)



One would think that a youth affairs minister in any country would be an individual who could be held up as an example to all those youngsters that he or she serves.

According to a Daily Monitor article, Minister Kibuule (a Ugandan Minister) suggests that when a rape is reported, the police should assess how the victim was dressed.

Should it be found that she was wearing miniskirts, tight jeans, bikinis or other ‘indecent’ items, the aggressor should be freed. This trend of ‘victim blaming’ has become a sickness which seems to have taken over the world.

For many years civil society organisations, the media and survivors of rape have spoken out about the treatment by authorities and the police, of women who report a rape.

Rose, (name changed), is 32. Weeks before she was due to get married, she boarded a taxi home at 9pm. as she alighted and began the two-minute walk to her house, three men followed her and began making inappropriate remarks.

One put his hand on her mouth and pulled her into the bush on the side of the road. What followed was a harrowing ordeal where she was pushed to the ground, the first man forcing himself upon her, his weight making it impossible for her to move while his hand covered her mouth.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Dear Aunty Timi by Ejura Salihu


 It has been twenty years since the last time I saw you and it was a surprise to see you again today. However the surprise is not a pleasant one, it is one filled with anger and pain at a memory half forgotten. I remember feeling like you owed me something I could not ask for the day you left.

You came to me and asked for a hug and a kiss and I relented. Mummy rebuked me and I reluctantly obliged. I remember being angry with mum for days for that. How could she not see her precious little sister was defiling me? How could she not tell I was hurting? I did not understand why I felt like I was betraying the family by being molested by you. I felt naked, ashamed and angry.

Mummy always warned me against allowing boys to touch my wooha but she never said anything about girls or you so I was confused the first time you touched me and forced me to lick your wooha. I cried and begged and hurt when you put your finger in me but I couldn't tell mummy because I didn't know if you had a right to, you told me you had a right to, you said I was just a little girl and little girls obey orders. You lied, you betrayed me. You stayed for only a month but that short holiday changed the course of my life forever.


Saturday, October 19, 2013

My Revenge: A Rape Survivor's Story!


This movie is about a writer who went on a cabin retreat to get peace and quiet, while writing her 2nd book. Unfortunately, she was brutalized and raped by 5 men! She cried, she pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears! One after the other they raped her and left her for dead! They thought she was dead and gone, but she came back. This time, she came to get her revenge! I admire her courage and I am still in shock! Just imagine if all rape survivors could do this! Oh how rape will come to a swift end TODAY! The movie is titled: "I spit on your grave."

Watch full movie HERE and thank me later! Please if you are below 21 don't watch!

Please leave a comment after watching the video.
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