A Day at Jawahar Bhawan: An Unexpected Encounter
A few days ago, I attended a book launch event at Jawahar Bhawan. The event was scheduled to start at 5:30 PM, but my friend and I decided to arrive early to explore the surroundings. We took the metro to Central Secretariat, which is the closest station to Jawahar Bhawan. As someone who loves to dress comfortably yet stylishly, I opted for my favorite pair of jeans, a cozy sweater, and a scarf to complete the look. The weather was just right for such an outfit. My friend, equally excited, suggested we explore some nearby landmarks before the event. We thought it would be a great way to spend our time and take in the historical and governmental significance of the area. Upon exiting the metro station, I immediately noticed the heavy presence of CRPF personnel. Their intense gazes were hard to ignore, and I felt a wave of unease. It was as if I had stepped into a spotlight and all eyes were on me. The scrutiny felt invasive, but I tried to brush it off and focus on the plan to explore.
We walked towards the new Parliament building, a sight I had always wanted to see up close. Jawahar Bhawan is situated near many important buildings, including the Parliament. I expected to feel safe in such a high-security area, but instead, I felt extremely unsafe due to the constant stares and scrutiny. As we strolled, I couldn't help but notice that everyone around us – from the security guards to the pedestrians – seemed to be staring at me. It was a surreal experience, making me feel like an outsider in a place I should feel comfortable.
My friend and I reached a beautiful spot outside the Rail Bhawan, perfect for taking pictures. She eagerly asked me to take her photo, and I was happy to oblige. Just as I was framing the perfect shot, a group of men came by, taking their own pictures and eventually sitting down to enjoy the view. It seemed like a typical scene, but it turned unusual when a CRPF guard approached me. The guard instructed me to leave the area. His tone was firm, and though he didn't provide a clear reason, I complied. What struck me was that he only addressed me, leaving the others undisturbed. I was left wondering why I was singled out. Was it my appearance? My attire? Or was it just an unfortunate random check? These questions swirled in my mind as I walked away. The guard instructed me to leave the area. His tone was firm, and though he didn't provide a clear reason, I complied. What struck me was that he only addressed me, leaving the others undisturbed. I was left wondering why I was singled out. Was it my appearance? My attire? Or was it just an unfortunate random check? These questions swirled in my mind as I walked away.
As my friend and I continued towards Jawahar Bhawan, the experience lingered in my thoughts. It was supposed to be a day of intellectual stimulation and enjoyment, but it turned into a lesson on the subtle biases we often face in public spaces. The unease of being watched and judged was a stark contrast to the excitement I initially felt for the book launch. Once inside Jawahar Bhawan, my anxiety began to fade. The atmosphere was calm and welcoming, a stark difference from the outside. Listening to the author’s speech, I felt a sense of relaxation and safety wash over me. The inspiring words and the engaging discussions that followed made me feel more at ease. Despite the unsettling experience earlier, the book launch itself was a success. It reminded me of the power of intellectual and creative spaces to offer solace and connection.
Reflecting on that day, I realized how important it is to acknowledge and address these biases. Everyone deserves to feel safe and welcome, regardless of where they are or what they are wearing. Public spaces, especially those around significant landmarks like the Parliament and Jawahar Bhawan, should be areas where everyone feels a sense of security and belonging. The discomfort I felt due to the scrutiny and the unexpected request to leave highlighted how these biases can impact our daily lives and our sense of freedom. It is crucial for us to foster environments that are inclusive and respectful, where people are not judged or singled out based on their appearance. This experience has made me more aware of the subtle ways in which bias can manifest and affect our interactions. It has also strengthened my resolve to speak out against such behaviors and to advocate for a more accepting and understanding society.
My hope is that sharing this story will resonate with others who have faced similar situations and encourage them to share their experiences as well. By bringing these issues to light, we can start conversations that lead to meaningful change. Inclusivity and respect should be the cornerstones of our public spaces, and together, we can work towards creating a world where everyone feels safe, valued, and respected.
This is so important to feel safe and secure in our own country irrespective of our caste, race , religion of gender.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely agree. Safety and security are fundamental rights that should transcend all divisions.
DeleteAs someone who regularly visits these places, I unfortunately agree with your experience. The everyday presence of state security is unsettling for the state's minorities and lower-class marginal population, who are judged based on their attire, choices, and cultural practices.
ReplyDeleteThankyou for sharing your perspective. it's disheartening that such biases persist, affecting those from marginalized communities based on appearances or cultural expressions.
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