Stayed at home for six wks after picnic trauma

Time of India

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In 2023, the year I had joined college, we had gone on a picnic to Budge Budge. The seniors had organised the outing for juniors. I was new to the city and I was all excited about the picnic.
While travelling by train to Budge Budge, I was introduced to Monojit Mishra.
On reaching the spot, a bagaan baari, we found that two AC rooms on the first floor of the house had been kept for us, one for the girls and the other, for boys.
From the time we reached, Monojit started drinking and some of the boys joined him around noon. They were all sitting downstairs in a big hall. I remember, it was around 5.45 pm that my father had called.
I went to the boys' room to talk to him as the room was empty at that time. That room had an attached verandah, and I went out there to talk. Suddenly, I turned around to see Monojit striding up to me. He grabbed my hair, dragged me inside and pounced on me.
I kept begging him to let me go but he snatched away my phone. He pinned me down and held my hands so tightly that I was not in a position to move. He took that chance and tore my innerwear's strap.
I froze and started crying. He called me 'hot' and bit me so hard that blood started dripping from my earlobes. The bite marks on my neck remained for at least a couple of months.
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The more I screamed the more Monojit blasted the volume of the music with a remote control so that no one could hear me.
The brutality continued for 40 minutes until someone knocked on the door, and he was forced to open it. As he left, I ran downstairs, washed off the blood and went and sat on a bench.
My ear was still bleeding, but I covered it with my hair. Just then, he again came up to me and groped me from behind, but I managed to escape. The torment continued till 6.30 pm.
My batchmates and seniors sensed my discomfort, and after I confided in them, they asked me to lodge a complaint. I decided to lodge a complaint with the college authorities and police the very next day. But Monojit's gang called me to the union room and told me, "Dada has a lot of power.
It will take just one minute to finish off your family. You live so far from home—if someone throws acid on you, you might not even survive.
" They seemed to have gathered information on my family and I was too scared to go to police. Monojit's gang would call me up on WhatsApp after midnight to threaten and abuse me. Eventually, the frequency of the calls subsided, but the memory of it all kept haunting me.
The trauma was such that I could not attend classes for one-and-a-half months. I left Kolkata and went back to my home, where I remained holed up. The fear of them harming my family and attacking me with acid kept me from speaking out against Monojit.
(As told to
Dipawali Mitra)
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