Shehnaz Treasurywala के लैटर के 10 साल...क्या हुआ बदलाव?

शहनाज़ ने इस लैटर में किसी और के नहीं बल्कि खुद के पर्सनल एक्सपीरियंस शेयर किये है. किस तरह हर वक़्त वे डर में रहती थी, किस तरह उन्हें अपने कुछ कपड़ों से नफरत हो गयी थी, किस तरह उनके लिए कॉलेज जाना और घर  वापस आना बेहद मुश्किल बन चुका था.

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Shehnaz Treasurywala का लैटर... बदलाव कहां है ?

आज हम उस लड़की की बात करने जा रहे है जिन्होंने भारत के सबसे ताकतवर पुरुषों को एक कॉमन लैटर लिखकर शायद भारत की हर लड़की के दिल की बात उनसे कह दी थी. उन्होंने भारत में लड़कियों के सेफ्टी को लेकर बेहद सीरियस सवाल पूछे थे.

शहनाज़ ने इस लैटर में किसी और के नहीं बल्कि खुद के पर्सनल एक्सपीरियंस शेयर किये है. किस तरह हर वक़्त वे डर में रहती थी, किस तरह उन्हें अपने कुछ कपड़ों से नफरत हो गयी थी, किस तरह उनके लिए कॉलेज जाना और घर वापस आना बेहद मुश्किल बन चुका था. आज भी उनकी मां किस तरह से उनके लिए डरती है. ये सार बातें उन्होंने उस एक छोटे से लैटर में बयां करने की सफल कोशिश की है.

Letter from Shehnaz Treasurywala to all powerful men in India

Dear Narendra Modi, Amitabh Bachchan, Sachin Tendulkar, Shahrukh Khan, Salman Khan, Aamir Khan and Anil Ambani,

I am writing to YOU specifically because you are the most powerful and influential MEN in our country.

I am writing to you as a woman who grew up in a middle class family in Mumbai.

I am writing to YOU for HELP!

My parents may not like me saying this. I apologize to them if they are reading but this is NOT MY SHAME. It's THIER SHAME.

My first experience with the opposite sex, was when I was just 13 and groped by a man (never saw his face but will never forget his hand) while walking in the vegetable market with my mom. She had just given me the worst haircut and as an angry teenager I was upset at her and was lagging behind as she walked ahead. I still remember what I was wearing. It was her dress, mustard with flowers and little bow in the front. How I hate that dress! As if, it was the dress's fault.

I was shocked at first. Speechless. He disappeared. I just stood there. Tears started pouring out of my innocent eyes. I told my mom who went mad screaming in the market but who knew where that man disappeared to. I still remember the dirty feeling I had and the number of times I showered in my grand-mom's bathroom after. That feeling never went away.

Since then it was non-stop. I would try to articulate this to my parents and while my mom understood, my dad and uncles told me I was imagining it. Maybe they just couldn't deal with it. CAN YOU?

When I was 15, I started going by train and bus to St. Xaviers' College. I was groped and touched and from all angles and this was just how I grew up. Not Just Me but MOST INDIAN WOMEN who don't have the luxury of cars and drivers.

As a teenager I would dream of and still sometimes dream that I had a machine gun and could kill all the men who tried to grope me. A very disturbing dream for a kid, don't you think?

I got my first assignment as a model in the FYJC and I had to go to screen-tests straight from college. So I had to dress nice, didn't make it any easier. I specifically remember the time I went for an audition in a red body suit and a black long skirt with slits. It was HELL! I never wore that again. As if it was the dress's fault.

I developed ways to defend myself, I always carried a bag in front of me, my fist was always clenched, I always turned around every 20 seconds to check who was behind me and a few times I slapped men who touched me, I got slapped back many times too. Sometimes saved by the public, MOST TIMES NOT.

My mom begged me not to pick fights with men who touched me, she was afraid of acid being thrown at me or that somebody someday would hurt me badly. She is STILL AFRAID and today she told me not to take an UBER to my meeting tomorrow. Hell ya. BAN UBER! Make everyone take responsibility for this.

My sister got into Sophia's college, we were all excited. She went by bus but the first day she came home, she sobbed traumatized. A man had put his hand in her tee-shirt through her sleeve, the entire bus ride. She just froze. She was a kid too and wasn't equipped to even understand this. I was LIVID. I'm sorry sis for telling the world this, please don't stop speaking to me. IT'S NOT Our Shame. It's THEIRS!

One of my friends in college was RAPED on the train on her way home in the ladies compartment. She was sick and was going home in the 11:15 break. There was nobody in the first class compartment going back to Bandra at that time, it was a superfast meaning it didn't stop at most stations. He raped her and then jumped off after using her scrunchy (hair tie) to wipe himself. She was the only one on the train and had to limp her way back to her home in Bandra, bleeding profusely. She was just 16. This she felt was her shame so she did not say anything to anyone.


My mom accompanied me to Hyderabad on a shoot once. In churi bazaar, a cyclist groped My MOM. My dear respected and lovely MOM.

Sorry Mom, IT'S NOT Our Shame, It's THEIR SHAME.

Why am I telling you my personal story?

Well first I want all women to Speak Up.

Let's make this our MOTTO-


Who are "THEY"?


Not just the rapists and the sexual offenders and gropers but also our Fathers (sorry dad) and Uncles and Brothers and MOVIE STARS AND CRICKETERS AND POLITICIANS for not SAVING US or PROTECTING US by insisting and protesting for the LAWS TO CHANGE and Rapists and Gropers to BE PUNISHED SEVERELY!

Why do we as women have to feel so threatened? WHY has there been no severe action taken? This has gone on for years now. Not just in Delhi but all over our country and yes even in BOMBAY OR MUMBAI OR Whatever the hell you want to call it! It's NOT SAFE. NO!

My biggest fear ever since I was kid and even today when I walk back home at night from yoga or when I take a rickshaw from a friend's home is being RAPED. I still feel that fear. I am still am on guard. I still fantasize of having that MACHINE GUN.

In the past 4 years I have been living and working half in India and half in New York and let me tell you I have walked the streets of Harlem, the Bronx and Brooklyn (perceived as the most dangerous in NYC) at3am after parties in short skirts and felt safer than I feel in Bandra at 10 pm on a quiet road fully covered. WHY??

Let's talk about Delhi our Capital. I was there 2 days ago and the day of the rape. I wanted to go out and walk by India Gate and admire our great monuments but could I?! Why??

What good are all your speeches in the US or Japan or AUSTRALIA- NAMO, if no woman can walk freely in the streets even in broad daylight by herself in the CAPITAL OF OUR COUNTRY. Isn't this a SHAME? SHAME ON YOU SIR.

This is our NO1 issue. FIX THIS before anything else.

This is a SHAME. And it's YOUR SHAME. You are now RESPONSIBLE FOR US.

I beg all of you fine gentlemen that I have addressed to help change the LAW.

You are powerful men. I say, SHAME and PUNISH THE Gropers and Sexual offenders severely. KILL THE RAPISTS.

I won't ask for public castration which is what I want and all the women want because I know this is unrealistic and things move SO DAMN SLOW in our FINE NATION.

All I ask for is the -Death Penalty Please. NOW! QUICK!

If that's too hard or will take too long then at least LIFE IMPRISONMENT.

Put them away forever.

Why was this man who had raped twice before out on bail?

And then given a drivers license? YES, BAN UBER TOO. Make everyone responsible.

I'm ready to do anything. I'm not a big enough celeb but you Sachin Tendulkar, Amitabh Bachchan, Salman Khan, Sharukh Khan, Aamir Khan, Anil Ambani SIRS- need to speak up as MEN ( you are the men with the power)


Please demand the Death Sentence for the Rapists.

NO BAIL. Just Death.

Superstars I beg you, please take a stand. Use your Superstardom and Power and MONEY and save the women of our country. SAVE US!

I urge you to protest or go on a fast or do something DRASTIC so people take notice, the government wakes up and CHANGES the LAW so these men are terrified to touch us.

Death to rapists. No bail. Just death.

Imagine Amitabh Bachchan Sir, Aamir Khan, Salmaan Khan, Sachin Tendulkar, Anil Ambani- if you went on a fast or walked to the Rashrtrapati In Delhi. If you, took this stand and made this YOUR NO 1 issue, how much change there would be?!

Why should we as women feel so unsafe in our motherland?!

Why should we as women be terrified and on guard all the time.

Why was this man out on bail after committed two rapes already ?

Make an Example Of Him.

Any man who even touches a woman should be imprisoned for life.

Be strict, make examples of these men, scare those who dare to touch us.


SAVE US, Save your mother, daughter, sister please!




Don't sleep till you- SAVE YOUR WOMEN!

With all respect,

Shenaz Treasury

लेकिन आज मेरा सवाल सिर्फ इस लैटर तक ही सीमित नहीं है. ये लैटर तो उन्होंने 2014 में लिखा था, यानी आज से दस साल पहले. लेकिन क्या लड़कियां आज सड़कों पर सुरक्षित महसूस करती है? क्या रेप और छेड़छाड़ को लेकर अभी तक कुछ ठोस कदम उठाए गए है?

सवाल वैसा का वैसा है. सरकार ने महिलाओं की सुरक्षा को लेकर अब थोड़े कदम उठाना शुरू तो किए है. वे बदलाव लाने के लिए कोशिश कर रहे है. लेकिन क्या इससे उस व्यक्ति की सोच में कुछ बदलाव आया है जो आज भी एक लड़की को उसी नज़र से देखता है?

मेरे हिसाब से नहीं आया. क्योंकि माने या ना माने, आप जब देखेंगे तो आपको इन केसेस में क्रूरता बढ़ती हुई दिखेगी और इंसानियत का गला घुटते हुए दिखेगा आपको. जब भी ऐसा लगता है कि इससे बुरा क्या हो सकता है कुछ लोग कुछ ऐसा कर देते है कि इंसानियत पर से थोड़ा बचा कुचा विश्वास भी उठने लगता है.

शहनाज़ ने जब यह लैटर भारत के प्रधानमंत्री और कुछ बेहद प्रसिद्ध कलाकार और क्रिकेटर्स को लिखा तब उनके मन में होगा की इस बात का कुछ तो असर होगा हमारे देश के नियम कानून पर. लेकिन शायद ऐसा कुछ होता दिखा नहीं. उन्होंने अपनी मां के साथ हुए मोलेस्टेशन को भी इस लैटर में मेंशन किया था. आप ज़रा सोचिए, क्या बीतती होगी एक बेटी पर जब उसकी मां के साथ ऐसा कुछ होता होगा.

उन्होंने अपनी बेस्टफ्रेंड के रेप के बारे में भी बताया. अपने हर एक्सपीरियंस के बारे में बताया. हमारे देश में किसी रेप और मोलेस्टेशन विक्टिम को ही ब्लैम करने का भी ट्रेंड चला रखा है लोगों ने. कुछ भी हो, गलती लड़की की ही बोल दी जाती है. कपडे अच्छे नहीं पहने होंगे तभी तो ये हुआ... Revealing कपड़े पहनोगे तो ऐसा ही होगा.

चाहे कुछ हो जाए, कभी कभी तो परिवार भी उसी लड़की की गलती बता देता है. अब ऐसे में एक लड़की करे तो क्या करे. मैं खुद एक लड़की हूं, और आज भी सड़क पर हर वक़्त defensive mode में घूमती हूं  मैं. हर वक़्त मेरा ध्यान इस चीज़ पर रहता है, कि कही कोई मुझे देख तो नहीं रहा, मेरा पीछा तो नहीं कर रहा...और भी बहुत कुछ. ये मेरी नहीं इस देश की हर लड़की कहानी है.

हर लड़की के साथ कुछ ना कुछ ऐसा हुआ होता है जिससे उसका विश्वास उठ जाता है लड़को और आदमियों से. हम ये नहीं कहते की सब ऐसे है, लेकिन किसी के माथे पर तो नहीं लिखा होता कि वो हमारे साथ कुछ गलत नहीं करेगा. इस कारण हम हर लड़के और आदमी को एक ही नज़र से देखते है.

गलती हमारी नहीं है, हर जगह पर हमनें हर वक्त ये ही तो सहन किया है, चाहे पब्लिक ट्रांसपोर्ट हो, या पर्सनल गाड़ियां, चाहे रस्ते पर पैदल हो या परिजनों के साथ...हमनें हर वक़्त ये ही महसूस किया है. शहनाज़ भी हम लड़कियों जैसे ये सब फेस करती आई है... उन्होंने हिम्मत करके अपनी सारी बातें एक लैटर में लिखकर बता दी.

लेकिन देश की हर लड़की तो ये नहीं करती ना. वो तो अपने दिल में इन सब बातों को लेकर बैठ जाती है. उनका क्या? जो लड़की इस कारण से डिप्रेशन और एंग्जायटी का शिकार हो चुकी है उसका क्या? जो लड़की किसी भी मर्द पर विश्वास करना बंद कर चुकी है उसका क्या?

सवाल बहुत है, 10 साल पहले भी थे, आज भी है, बस बदल रहा है तो क्राइम करने का तरीका और उसका लेवल...क्राइम आज भी हो रहा है...और शायद होता भी रहेगा...जब तक एक रेपिस्ट या मोलेस्टर को खतरनाक सजा नहीं दी जाएगी. लेकिन तब तक देश की लड़कियां ना ही खुल कर जी सकतीं है और ना ही सच में कह सकती है कि "हां अब हम आज़ाद है !"

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