‘Pink’ is a movie we do not deserve.
 
For those who have seen the film may agree with my opinion, some may not. Doesn’t matter.
 
For those who have not seen the movie or have no inkling of what I’m ranting about – head to a cinema hall and see this disturbingly real film.
 
It is about something that happens around us every moment of every day. Something that happens to our family and friends. It happens to you.
 
To give you a perspective, let’s take a look at numbers — a total of 327,394* cases were registered in India last year. The cases dealt with harassment of women — an issue we are generally hypocritical or dismissive about.
 
Harassment, both mental and physical, is so common that it has become a part and parcel of our lives. ‘Ladki hai to hoga hi aisa’. Isliye, don’t go out after 8. Don’t drink. Don’t be too friendly. Don’t wear this and that. DON’T, DON’T. Every step, every decision has to be made keeping in mind the worst possible scenario.
 
It is pretty easy to judge someone, call names, or question someone’s character. Especially when the society we grew up in, made sure we didn’t bunk ‘judging classes’. 
 
We often talk about gender equality, about how women should be free to make their own decisions on what to wear, eat, where to go, how to go, when to go, etc. But the harsh reality is a distorted prism of the same — ‘Education and clothes are no indicators of modernity’.
 
It is easy to say ‘I understand’, ‘It is okay’. The fact, however, is, and will remain that we will never, ever, understand what a woman goes through when her modesty is outraged. We will never understand what it feels like to be ogled at every moment of the day. We will never understand what life is after a sexual assault or rape. We never will. We have been an epic failure in understanding something as simple as a NO. We can’t chew the fact that when a woman says no, she means it. Such incidents are not real till they are directly related to someone close to you. Then it isn’t funny, or is it?
 
At a point in the film, a message so appropriate is put across that it could make you stop and think. The film rightly shows that we have been working in the wrong direction all our lives. We need to save our boys and not the girls. Because only when we save our boys will our girls be safe.
 
It is sad that a movie of such calibre, emotion and power will barely change anything. I know it, you know it. 
 
There can be no end to this debate. All I ask is, take some time out, drive down to a cinema hall and give this masterpiece 136 minutes of your life. You may choke, some may cry, but I really hope all that changes you and makes you introspect.
 
Change, my friend, is the need of the hour, for we have failed the rather ‘stronger sex’.
 
 
(*NCRB data)