On the night of October 11th 2016, I went through a life-altering experience – something that shook me to the core. I never thought I could ever talk about it but as time passed, I’ve learnt that the only way I could deal with it is if I confront it. It was just 24 hours that I could never get out of my head but to be honest, I hardly remember any of it which is what makes it worse for me. I have spent days, months, and years now trying to piece together every hour of that day but all I have is what others saw and what I felt. It was a journey for me, and I’ll try taking you along with me.
Author: Jahnavi Karunakaran
Since I have your attention, I need to be completely honest – I’m not a sexologist or expert of any sorts to be telling you what’s right or wrong. It’s simply an opinion about something people refuse to talk about. No matter what the issue, people refuse to address anything that makes them uncomfortable instead of asking themselves why it even makes them shudder in the first place. We grow up in an environment which sets norms for us ever since we’re children. Schools do not deal with sensitive issues because they haven’t been explored and till adulthood, anything which is new is shunned off because knowledge about the unknown is somehow devastating to people. I beg to differ.
Ideal, by definition, means perfect. So, a day where everything is exactly how you would like it to be, wouldn’t that be great? I haven’t ever really thought about it. It almost feels pressurising. What if twenty-four hours are not enough? There is so much I want to do, so many places I want to see and so many people I want to meet that I’m scared I might miss out on something but I’m going to make an attempt at penning it down.