Are We Really Safe?

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A Question Every Woman Is Tired of Asking

Yesterday, I watched a news report that shook me deeply. It was about a female employee who was raped by her CEO and manager after an office party. She was forced to drink and
smoke a cigarette laced with a substance that made her lose consciousness. She kept slipping in and out of awareness while the assault continued. What is even more disturbing is that the manager’s wife was also involved.

This is not just a crime. This is cruelty at its worst.

Out of curiosity—and perhaps hope—I read the comments under the news video. One comment by a man stood out. He said, “All genders need protection; men are also being packed in blue drums.” He was referring to an old case where a wife murdered her husband and hid his body.
But how can these two situations be compared?

The news was about women’s safety, about abuse of power, about systemic violence against women. The comment was about betrayal and murder, not gender-based sexual violence. Reducing a woman’s trauma by diverting the conversation felt like a slap. When I replied, I was told to “stay hidden.” That reaction made me realize something painful—fear is everywhere, but it doesn’t affect everyone equally.

So I ask myself, and I ask you:
Are we really safe?
Have we truly achieved the equality we keep talking about? Are we genuinely benefiting from feminism, or are we just arguing over its definition?
Right now, social media is flooded with pseudo-feminism. When you search for feminism, you find noise, anger, and labels. Feminism is simply about equality—nothing more, nothing less. But now, if a woman says she is a feminist, she is labeled as arrogant, aggressive, man-hating, or “too much.”

Let me be clear:

I am a feminist, but I do not hate men.
I am a feminist, but I do not think I am superior.
I am a feminist because I want equal respect, equal safety, and equal voice.

I am not here to lecture anyone about real versus fake feminism. I am here to ask something far more basic.

Am I safe on a train?
Am I safe on a bus?
Am I safe at my workplace?
At college?
Even at home, for God’s sake?

I don’t want empowerment slogans.
I don’t want hashtags.
I just want to feel safe.

To the men reading this—especially those who are willing to listen—I have one request. I am not asking for anything extraordinary. I am asking for support. Listen to us. Treat us as equals. Do not impose your thoughts on us. Do not dismiss our fears. Let us exist without constantly being on guard.

We don’t want to fight the world against you.
We want to see the world with you.