They beat her on the head and whipped her with canes, they kicked her from every side as a football. Pale, bruised and trembling with fatigue her frail bones felt like broken sticks under her hands. When she lost her consciousness, they raped her in turn. What is it that makes a man rape, a woman, the pivot, on which the whole way of life has revolved? God, if it is a man’s way of asserting himself and his superiority then I am ashamed of being a man. ----- ©Bhuwan Thapaliya
Posted on: Fri, 01 Aug 2014 14:09:07 +0000
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