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Jay Utkarsh

If it's a real story, and I am sure even it isn't, this does happen.
S so what happened to these girls? Did Mr. Jay Utkarsh do anything about it? I would have got this fellow arrested if he was my class mate.
Gives me the shivers...

Suniti Rao

Well, i think it's very interesting narration, i like it when he says, "I am trying to recollect if my last memory was of talking to a rabies-infected mad dog or a frog whose pea brain had been sucked out by a vacuum cleaner. Neither. I was talking to a fellow Man." I love the parallel... especially coming from a man. I've known of instances like that, but they have never really repelled me. now they do.

Sanjay Chaterjee

The first paragraph was promising. The rest lacks coherence, in a way.

Alan Le Bras

Male, Normal was a nice little experience to go through.The narrative was absolutely brilliant,and what he says goes round the mind of many of his least me...Yea,Jay the world has become so over practical and what they say*materialistic * that emotions no longer count.Its all about *it*.But you have come off very nice with your description of a preplexed situation.


Should so many Hindi sentences be crammed in a supposedly English language story? Firstly, where is the story?


I can understand why you're disturbed and why the story exudes such a strong sense of guilt. It's always difficult to turn a friend in to the police, and with India's insane laws, it may be too late or too useless to do so. But you do have an obligation to do something about this.

Think of that girl. No one "asks" to be raped. She didn't deserve to have to go through what happened to her (every time I think of those eight guys "sharing" her, my blood boils). They don't deserve to be let off the hook.

I know you're wondering what you can do, especially now, so long after the incident. All I can say is that if you do nothing, what's to prevent these guys from doing this again, and again, and again? The fact that you wrote this indicates that you don't want to be an accessory, that you would rather not be complicit. Why not try talking to organisations that specialise in fighting rape? Tell them the story. Let them know where your friend (is he still a friend, in any sense of the word?) lives. Try and make a difference.

Nilanjana S. Roy


Meer Roy

It is good to see a male express the same agony and puzzlement as we women feel over being treated as objects. I guess the difference between him and the other men whose attitudes puzzle him is one of socialisation. THe piece is well-written; the author's pain and disgust jump out of the page at you. well done, jay: maybe you could try fiction around such a theme.

Radha Arun

We need this story to become more complete and we need many more stories like this. Violence against women is so endemic that both the violence itself and the attitudes that excuse it are, indeed, "normal" in the statistical sense. Women have worked and will work to empower ourselves and support each other. But we need men like Jay Utkarsh to speak the truth about the conversations that occur among men and to illuminate the sociopathy (lack of empathy, lack of remorse) that is at the heart of "normal" masculinity as it is currently constructed. Only after seeing themselves as they are, as their upbringings have led them to be, can men choose to construct masculinity differently, for themselves and their sons. As to the story, it's more of a vignette. I'd like to see a series of such vignettes. I'd also like a little less emphasis on the author's own feelings and a little more emphasis on empathy for the feelings of women, so that the author does not fall into the trap of placing his own feelings above those of the real victims of masculinity.

Pattrice Jones

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