MILI,A GALLANT COLLEGE STUDENT

Once a virgin named Mili was plying through a grove to her tutor's house after coming home from school. She was a village girl and permanent resident of the village named Nuagan. She was a student of last year Arts. Thanks to her parents that they trained her in the line of martial arts and she became a black belt holder. It was an evening at 7 pm. She was plying on riding her bicycle. By chance, four numbers of town young men were on the same track on their bikes and began to follow her with evil motives. After all, they wanted to rape her.

The place was haphazardly lighted by the moon because of the shadows of trees. All of a sudden they braked their vehicles just behind Mili. But Mini was cycling on her way steadfastly without caring for them. Again they restarted their bikes and keep on following her. Such type of ruffian activities somewhat enraged Mili. So she braked her cycle and advised the ruffian followers, " Who are you guys? Where is your house? Why are you following me? What's your motive? "

After hearing such questions of Mili they laughed at her and mockingly said as they presumed her as a very simple village girl, " Yea Sweet baby you look so beautiful now with your angry face that our joy knows no bounds. Please repeat again to make us pleased once more darling. We must reciprocate by giving you a paradisiac pleasure. Don't worry baby. You are really a fairy. " Town ruffians' voice pinched the heart of Mile, a chaste virgin of Nuagan. Still, her behaviour was decent towards the urban ruffian youths. So she tries to convince them, " You all look educated and hailed from a good family as I guess. So I request you to please leave me alone. Don't follow me. I will be late for my tutorial classes tonight. "

The advice of Mili just passed through the ears of ruffians without halting instead they only laughed at the top of their voices Haa... Hahh... Han...with a remark, " Oh oh darling we forget to ask your sweet name. Please tell us from your mouth with nectarly melodious tone so that our heart must fly to heaven." But without speaking a single word Mili rode her bicycle and started pedaling. Still, the ruffians are obstinate in their motive. Again they followed her simultaneously.

Observing such an attitude Mili took it for granted that something odd must be going to happen to her. But again she made her mind balanced and advised the ruffian followers, " My dear friends I so earnestly requested you to please stop following me but you didn't listen to me at all. How you are born from your mom's womb. You have no common sense as I see. It is my last request. Please mind it. " Mini just after telling that much she rode on her cycle to start pedaling. In the nick of the time, one of the young men suddenly caught hold of the hair bun that forced her to get down from her cycle seat in no time.

Now Mili was quite upset and she lost her temper with an offing mood. She then told them furiously, " Actually you are bastards. You don't know what is modest behaviour. If your passionate crows are crowing hotly then give them grains of your mothers or sisters to quench their hunger. Why are you lurking behind me and disturbing me in vain? " By that time mini had already stood her bicycle and stood up by their side. She was so angry that she forgot her modesty and used vulgar terms, " Bloody fool bastard, come on one by one without delay. I am going to strip off my salwar. If you have masculine guts then either show me now or I am showing you my pool and mounds of pleasurable nectar for getting me off or vanish from here immediately " She was too imbalanced and stood in front of the ruffians like the daredevil Queen of Jhansi. She began to tremble with a reactive ferocity with a half-naked body.

Noticing such type of outrageous behaviour of Mini, the young men were stunned and one of them told, " HI Darling now you came to the line. Had you done before we could not follow you up to now? You look more beautiful now with your angry mood. Come on with us to the grass field near that banyan tree let us enjoy the whole night. See we have also brought with us our tiffin carriers full of mutton fry and naans. Moreover, we have two full 750 ml of Jameson Whiskey. Don't make us late darling. Let us march on to the spot. Actually, this solitary village spot is purely suitable for the town khiladis like us. We mustn't do any harm to you except fucking. After enjoying we will fuck you up. They started molesting Mili recklessly.

Now the beaming moon was in the middle of the sky. Not a single conservative man can fathom the density of Goddess Durga's outrageous rôle in the negative aspect as Kali who had adopted the principle of" tit for tat " to root out the social evils as in the case of Mili, an educated village lass being a black belted Karateer who proved herself to be much more talented than an ordinary man. Actually, she was an ideal student having a strong moral character who knows the art of how to protect herself as well as to protect the dignity of the entire Women's Race of the globe at any cost without deviation. 

However, to stitch in time saves nine. To be late in her tutorial classes and the ruffianism of those urban young men was worrying Mili. She wanted to put a moving climax on the episode. Hence she was excessively reactive in the highest degree as a result of which she instantly started charging on those bogus fellows ruthlessly until they collapsed. Flows of blood were oozing from their noses. Their limbs turned insipid. They were unable to stand up. Only God gave them in a form of a reptile lying flat on the ground. Their bodies were trembling with excess sweating due to the hot atmosphere of the Summer. Their murmuring was just like the babbling of babies. Had Mili wanted she could have put an end to the vibration of hearts of those scoundrels in a moment. But she was a kind-hearted lady with human qualities who only wanted to teach them a lesson and warn them to be cautious in the future as well. Moreover, she wanted them to know that a woman is not at all a light instrument for carnal playful enjoyment, but a potential figure to convert the social odds into decency. One woman also has the potency to reform any social disorder from top to toe and subdue the worthless vanity of male domination with prudence and jurisprudence provided they may be cooperated and supported by

reformative male community.

However, the teaching process concluded. She took out a water bottle from her handbag and sprinkled some water on their faces. When the rape attempters regain their sense they, with folded hands, apologized to Miss Mili. As they were thirsty Mili poured some water into their mouths. Still, they were incapable of moving. Then she locked her bicycle and started one of the bikes heading towards her village. At first, she met the Sarpanch, secondly, she met Headman, thirdly she met the sub-inspector of Nuagan PS whom she factually described the episode. All were glad to hear the story of Mili's gallantry. Then the tidings spread throughout the village by leaps and bounds. Eventually, media persons arrived in the village. Mili's parents offered a Rudrabhisek in the Shiv Temple. Father of Mili, Fakir Babu handed over his own truck with its driver to the Sub Inspector. Some villagers including Sarpanch, Chowkidar, Headman, and ward members went to the spot by truck. Still, those miscreants had been lying there being injured. Police handcuffed the ruffians and seized their vehicles. After maintaining the formalities the Police Inspector admitted them to the City hospital for treatment.

Media personnel's interference highlighted the issue whereby Ms.Mili got Appreciation Certificates for gallantry from all levels viz. College Principal, Sarpanch, President of various women's organizations, President of student's Union, Chief Minister, Prime Ministers. Ms. Mili, the affectionate daughter of Fakir Babu and Ramadevi, was inspired by the well-wishers who were the men and women of liberal character with a humanitarian outlook. Furthermore, Ms. Mili was a brilliant cadet of NCC and a brilliant student of the college. After completing her graduation, she joined the Indian Army as a lieutenant. Nowadays qualification and talent do not matter for any girl whether she is urban or rural, if she has a concrete motivation to perform human welfare deeds she has to try her best to prepare herself accordingly from high school level with perseverance and hard work to strengthen her own body and mind and in spite of all adversities and all conservative attitudes of her fellow men or guardians. In the Indian subcontinent, a progressive girl should have to acquire strong willpower to tackle the untoward situation created by rumor-mongers, backbiters, and underdogs tactfully. On the other hand, she should try to keep her moral character to a higher degree by the maintenance of intact virginity until her aim is fulfilled. Then crores of characters like Mili must be originated eventually so as to make all the negative characters of the globe well-known about the capacity of a woman. One can search out of world history about many great men who inspired and admired women in order to achieve their nobler aims. Swami Vivekananda one day told the global mankind - There is no chance for the welfare of the world unless the condition of women is improved. It is not possible for a bird to fly on one wing. Moreover in our country, each and every woman is a warrior queen. A woman can neither know the inner potency of herself nor defend herself if she is physically weak. Moreover, she can neither be a strong wife nor a sister nor a strong mother due to a lack of moral courage and physical stamina.

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