Afraid of the Sidewalk

Photo via Delhi’s Pinjra Tod campaign

Tic toc tic toc,

Said my high heels.

“There’s a bomb on the sidewalk!”

Shouted the guys on the wheels.

In terror I hastened my pace,

The guys weren’t interested in a chase.

I sighed, in relief

Not my turn yet, I believe,

And walked on. Tic toc tic toc

On the sidewalk.

Heard a scrape behind me,

A man’s shadow falls, I see.

As he inches closer, my heart pounds,

With his footsteps’ sounds.

My mind whirs, my fists clench,

“What had I learnt about self defence?”

I hold my breath as he walk past

It’s just a man who walks fast.

My turn is not today

I continue going my way.

Tic tok tic toc,

I am afraid of the sidewalk.

Home is just twenty minutes away

Thought I’ll ditch the auto today.

But the world where men openly pee,

Seems to be marked as their territory.

And the stench rising off the wall

Invades you, pervades all.

“That’s our space you are walking in,”

Says their gaze, undressing you to the skin.

I shouldn’t be this afraid of the sidewalk.

My mind laughs, “Such silly talk!

Haven’t you seen the papers of late?

But don’t worry today is not your date.”

Tic toc tic toc

High heels continue on the sidewalk.

I see someone approaching,

In my head, alarm bells ring.

I hold my purse tighter.

He’s is in police uniform, I feel lighter.

I think everything is fine

Till I see his eyes fixed on my neckline.

Thankful I have a scarf, I pull it down,

His eyebrows knit into a frown.

But that’s all he does, it’s okay

My turn in not today.

I step away as bikes zoom past

In case a hand shoots too fast

And grabs at my breasts again

Before it all registers in my brain.

But I am fine

It was barely a crime

They were gone before I blinked

Before all my senses synced.

Tic toc tic toc

It’s just another day on the sidewalk

Ah! My house is in sight

Felt like an adventurous night.

A walk down the street smelling of urine

Means regular rushes of adrenaline

My phone rings as I close my gate

Mother wants to know my fate

I am safe, Ma, behind closed walls,

She worries as the night falls.

But today was not my turn to be raped

Passing men just whistled and gaped.

But that’s fine

That’s no big a crime.

I feel better after a warm talk,

Tomorrow I’ll avoid the sidewalk.