I am 24 years old. Right from the time I came into this world until now, my Dad has been my ultimate soldier. The relationship between a father and a daughter is such that he always wants to protect you from the world, and to keep you safe in his kingdom. Whenever I felt unsafe or scared, he was always there to hold my hand and tell me – It will be ok, I promise.
In today’s time, when everyone wants to take advantage of the weaker sex; there are people who prove you wrong. There are people who make you believe in the soldiers who protect women, who respect them and who stand up for them.
There have been many other people who’ve acted as my soldiers. In this blogpost, I’ll narrate an incident about a friend who showed respect towards a prostitute. He was driving through the dark streets while it rained heavily. The lights were dim and the road was not clearly visible. A girl clad in a saree was standing in the middle of the road and he stopped to ask if she needed help. Without uttering a word, the girl sat inside the car and asked him to take her to a hotel. He couldn’t understand why she wanted to go to a hotel instead of going home, but he continued. Suddenly, she started telling him how she still has to earn her money for the day and she has been waiting for too long for a customer. This left him more confused. On the way, he started asking her questions about her life.
He found out that she was a prostitute and was a little surprised. Since he was hungry, he took her to a nearby dhaba. They had dinner and she started telling him about her clients. Those who didn’t respect her but only wanted her body. He felt sad inside but was surprised at the enthusiasm of the girl. He asked her about where she lived and turned the car towards that side. She insisted on taking her to the hotel so she could earn her daily wages, since she had a family to support. He took her to her home instead, and handed her the money. She refused but he said this is the money for your honesty and for your daring attitude. And he left!
This story has left a huge impact on me, ever since I heard it. Such things make me believe that there is a soldier for each one out there. These soldiers just need to wake up and fight the world. These soldiers just need to be reminded about their duty.
I’ve been lucky to encounter soldiers in friends who’ve protected me over the years. The ones who’ve messaged me to ask if I reached home safely, the ones who’ve supported me emotionally when a friend ditched, the ones who’ve respected me when I asked for my space, the ones who’ve supported me in my decisions and the ones who’ve never left me alone even when I was rude to them. A salute to all those people who make me believe that Life is beautiful. That Life is worth the struggle. That Life is worth living.