Yesterday, while on a walking tour of the spice market in Old Delhi, I punched a guy who groped my ass on a crowded sidewalk. I only got him in the arm, but he dropped the package he was carrying and scurried away, which made me feel somewhat better.
Our tour guide, a motherly, middle-aged lady in a sari and bindee, nodded approvingly and said, “It’s a shame he moved so fast or you could have hit him right in his spot.”
Go, Becky!
I’ve heard that India is not a friendly place for women, especially women alone in public. I’ll be interested to hear if you find this to be the case.
Oh hell yes! Well done!
Well done, indeed!
Did anyone pick up the package he dropped?
Ah good ol’ India, my birthplace and the land of so many paradoxes. Hope it treats you better than this from here on out!
he dropped his package to protect his package
Go Becks!
I adore India. And I’ve never been so well-treated by complete strangers.
But there was this one guy,…
Walking in Old Delhi, and me in a modest salwaar kameez, a man coming towards me in the narrow lane grabbed my breast so hard as he passed me that I shrieked and it hurt so much I saw stars. Immediately, an older Muslim man with a long beard who had witnessed this ran after him, took off his shoe and started beating him. Another man nearby shouted “hit him for me, too!” Instant justice – just add shoe!
Well, Pilker, nothing says “slut” like a salwaar kameez.
The fake html tag didn’t take. That was sarcasm, for the record.
Go Becky!
Well done!
I hope that if that ever happens to me, I’ll be quick enough to get a punch in too– aim for the “spot”!
Good for you! And the guide’s response is close to priceless.
Oh, how I love this image of Becky traveling the world, (literally) kicking ass and (figuratively) taking names… Happy holidays, harpies and friends! Here’s to another year of being a bitch.
oh, this story is a lovely present for Christmas! go becky!
I once punched a guy, in the face, for groping me in a bar. As I told my bff “it was my proudest feminist moment.”
[...] you about being a woman traveling in India, I can say that I never felt like I was in any danger. The groping incident pissed me off, but it was not repeated in the two weeks I was there. I took the usual [...]
I would like to apologize for the despicable encounter you had in my country. Though I am aware that my apology would do nothing to undo this disgraceful act, I’d like to assure you that the type of people you encountered is actually a minuscule minority though they often tend to get more attention than they deserve, though not completely unwarranted, considering that such news would prompt authorities to get stricter with these miscreants.