
We are India's daughters
“On campus, boys used to creep up behind us when we weren’t looking, and undo our bra clasps for kicks. In the bus, we couldn’t tell where our bodies stopped and where their hands began.” My whole life, I feel as though I’ve heard a constant commentary on the rapidly approaching change on our horizon. How the horrors of past centuries are behind us. How things are going to get better. “My friend was assaulted by one of our teachers. She never reported it though. She was terrified that her parents would pull her out of college.” My mother, reflecting on her former college life in Delhi, is...