Purba. Nabapally-Gariahat-ruby stretch. Kolkata
I was walking down this road one night, trying to catch a conveyance to get home. It was not very late, but there weren't many people around. There was one man, getting off, or maybe on his bike. I was walking past him when he called out, I looked at him in reflex, and he asked me "How much for the night?". I ignored him and walked away. What he said made me feel very cheap and degraded for a long time, made me question if the modest jeans and t-shirt I had been wearing was that provocative. I know better now, but I shall never forget the incident which took place two years and some odd months ago.