I have studied in a convent school which included boys till 4th std. I still remember the unfortunate incident which took during my 4th std. I sat next to a boy partner in during class hours. He touched me inappropriately in and I kept mum fearing the embarrassment and shame. He took the advantage of my silence. I still don’t understand why wasn’t I bold enough to let my teacher be aware or yell at him for his dare. It has been 15 years since this happened. Still the awkward memory hasn’t fade away. Such instances have repeated and kept making me feel defeated. Will this injustice never end? If not, can someone teach me to face it!