Blindsided

My college in Bombay had a system of students doing social work at another Postgraduate college which had several blind students enrolled in programmes there.

A few days ago, I came across a girl who was with me in college who told me why she had stopped at 10 hours of social work instead of the usual 60 hours. It was because she felt extremely uncomfortable with one of the blind students she used to read to. It was an intuitive feeling, and luckily, nothing had actually happened. She stopped going there before it did.

Two other friends of mine however, did not.

The same boy had molested them and they felt absolutely conflicted about what they could do about the situation because after all, he was blind. Who would believe them?! They felt bad about reporting him because of his disability. He apparently, felt no such qualms about exploiting it to its full potential.

I'd love to say that there was a point to this post, but the truth is, there isn't.

The story just absolutely and wholeheartedly sickened me.

So I'm going to proceed to break a self-inflicted rule of mine on the blog and name names... to an extent anyway, and say, 'Rajesh, you are an absolute BA****D'.