(As told to Shahnaaz Khan)
When the other guy was behaving badly
It was six years ago this month that my life changed forever. I was a regular 28-29 year old, living in Noida. My father being out of station, I was taking care of his shop and godown, while pursuing my MBA. The godown’s owner had a son, who that day decided to sit outside my shop and eve-tease. He would stare at the women passing by, and sometimes even pass lewd comments. I objected to his behaviour and told him to stop. He replied by reminding me that I was on his property and threatened to throw us out. Seeing this behaviour, I decided to speak to his father. The old man apologised fervently and told me that his son would not bother me any more.
However, the man followed me all day the next day and looked very suspicious. But I decided to wait for my father to return before taking the matter any further. On the third day, I was on my father’s scooter returning home after closing the shop. I saw him walking towards me with an umbrella and a bucket. The next moment he threw the contents of the bucket at me. I lost balance and fell. It took me a moment to realise that it was not water – it was acid.
It took me a moment to realise that it was not water – it was acid.
My eyes, face, head, ears, all started to burn. My brother who had come to get me home started to scream and ask passers-by for help. This man then also threatened my brother saying he had another bucket and he would douse him too.