Mom, I wish you hadn’t asked me to wear less tight t shirts when I told you the guard outside our building was staring at me.
Dad, I wish you hadn’t said I wasn’t manly enough when I said I had nightmares about Alok uncle asking me to touch him.
Bhai, you should have taught me how to drive a car instead of dropping me to college when I told you about the creepy autowallah
Didi, you shouldn’t have laughed uncomfortably and said it happened to you also, so I should put up with it coz I am the weaker sex
Mom, I wasn’t shy in front of those neighbours, I was scared because that man hid his erection by making me sit on his lap.
Dad, that school senior did not sodomise me because I am homosexual, and you shouldn’t have made me believe I deserved it either.
Bhai, I saw you hitting your girlfriend when she said she didn’t want to sleep with you, and made me believe if I refuse sex, I was going to be abused.
Didi, you should have asked me to slap that asshole who groped me in the bus, not cried like my honor was in the mounds of flesh on my chest.
Mom, you could have pretended to understand when I sat crying with blood on my pants and you knew it wasn’t because I had my period.
Dad, you could have lowered the volume of the TV when I stood their sheepishly trying to confide in you that I don’t like sleeping in the same room with my cousin.
Bhai, you could have kept your filthy hands to yourself and not told me that you’ll tell mom and dad about how I failed my test if I screamed.
Didi, you could have stopped dad, because you knew he came to my room late at night and I was always scared of him when he hugged me.
Mom, Dad, Bhai, Didi…
kisi ko mat bolna, tumhari galti hogi, tumse shaadi kaun karega, thappad maroon wo tera bhai hai how can he do this, hamari rishtedaari kharaab hogi, chaar log kya kahenge, chaar log kya kahenge, chaar log to aap hi ho, and aapne to kuchh kaha hi nahi…
(Originally written for and published on Koral Faces.)