I am a woman, and I live in a fear of being raped. I live in fear of walking anywhere on my own, not knowing who might be silently watching, or stealthily following behind me. When my head goes to rest on my pillow at night, I fear of our home being broken into, and what they might be looking to steal from me. Riding in a taxi alone has become a trauma in itself, as my mind always wonders who this strange man is, where he might be taking me, and how I can escape from this moving vehicle if I need to. The stats tell me that 1 in every 6 women in India has been the victim of an attempted or completed rape. But we all know that number is far lower than the real one, because so many assaults go unreported. Why ? Because we feel shame. We are often convinced it was our fault. We shouldn’t have drunk so much. We shouldn’t have been wearing that. We shouldn’t have gone back to his flat. And funnily enough, talking about it in detail with a tonne of strangers who often don’t g...