My anger gave me the courage…

There have been numerous occasions when I was touched inappropriately when going to school even as a child. I was groped by a passerby going on a bicycle at the age of 13.
I felt this embarrassing but didn’t share these experiences with my parents. Slowly it became a norm, experiencing these now and then during college days.
When I was in Bangalore for work there have been several occasions when I was eve-teased while waiting in Bus stops and shopping malls. Inappropriate touching almost on public transport reached a point where I started attacking back the molesters with safety pins and stamping their feet with my block heel sandals.
I even started verbally attacking them and shaming them on public transports for their disgusting behaviour.
On one of the occasions when I was waiting at a Bus stop, I was eve teased for over 15 to 20 minutes and my temper rose with every minute passing by.
I sat on one of the seats on the platform ignoring this man. He sat next to me almost touching me. When I looked at him with anger, he winked. I gathered all courage and strength and swung my bag pack full of books at his face and used all the slurs at him that I had ever known. I grabbed the attention of few other people waiting around. Unfortunately, nobody intervened but this guy ran away and quickly got into a moving bus. This all happened when I was 22.
Today, I’m not someone who will stay quiet if someone ever-teases and touches me appropriately. I’m sure to attack the molester back in my own capacity by verbally shaming him in the public.