tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103870752008-07-18T02:58:44.400-07:00BLANK NOISEJasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comBlogger304125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-44744933035073257942008-07-05T00:38:00.000-07:002008-07-05T00:43:34.821-07:00ATTENTION<span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">WE WILL BE IN<br /><br />AGRA (SUNDAY)<br />AMRITSAR ( MONDAY)<br />LUDHIANA( MONDAY/TUESDAY)<br />DELHI( WEDNESDAY)<br />KOLKATA ( THURSDAY)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">If Blank Noise members, supporters, volunteers, participants would like to meet and belong to either of the three places, please get in touch with us at blurtblanknoise at gmail dot com</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Would love to hear from you!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Thank you</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Blank Noise Team</span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-37967501300125794142008-06-29T00:19:00.001-07:002008-06-29T00:23:24.017-07:00BLANK NOISE/D THIS PLACE- PARIS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SGc3d84V9bI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PFPapjhHZIY/s1600-h/m%C3%A9tro+paris.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SGc3d84V9bI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PFPapjhHZIY/s400/m%C3%A9tro+paris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217199681030190514" border="0" /></a>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-45801636354110238982008-06-18T00:10:00.000-07:002008-06-18T01:51:03.440-07:00From an 'ex- eveteaser'<span style="font-family:verdana;">1. Your - age- background<br /> Age: 29<br /> Software Engg<br /><br />2. why do you refer to yourself as an ex 'eve teaser'. what did you do?<br /> I have given up on eve teasing. I got introduced to you by narrating my story.<br /><br />3. what is eve teasing to you- what was the range of things that you did<br /> Mostly caressing the bottom or thighs in crowded places. Rubbing private parts against the butt.<br /><br />4. when and why did you stop?<br /> Because I was punished in public.<br /><br />5. how do you approach a woman stranger now? if you find her attractive?<br /> I am married now. So no question of approaching. I have lot of friends who are girls.<br /><br />6. how did you hear about Blank Noise<br /> When I was browsing regarding eve teasing.<br /><br />7. did you discuss being an 'eve teaser' , strategies and ways with your male friends?<br /> No I used to operate alone. To my friends I was a decent guy.<br /><br />8. did anyone except the woman who experienced it, really know that you could violate someone?<br /> No. I had a decent image.<br /><br />9. do you feel that 'teasing' to an extent is ok? if yes then where do you draw the line?<br /> No it is not acceptable in any form or shape.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">The answers are not meant to be seen as absolutes or solutions. It is but 1 person's experience. I thank him for sharing.</span></span><br /></span></div>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-69905388331000622622008-06-17T13:26:00.000-07:002008-06-18T03:50:00.677-07:00Some of the others in the mass of people<span style=";font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><a href="http://ia360934.us.archive.org/2/items/TalkingToTheotherHalf/al.m4a"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Listen and read below</span></a></span></span></div><br />In conversation with some men on the streets of Delhi and Bangalore. These men were from across age groups 19- 65 and mostly from a mid income group or low income group. Some were tourist guides, some shop owners, auto rickshaw drivers, student union campaigner.<br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">According to you, what kind of man sexually harasses or 'eve teases' women on the street?</span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />"It's the impulsive type of guy that teases girls"<br /><br />"It's the youth that eve teases girls on the street. Another person will treat her as his granddaughter or niece. If he calls for her on the street, he will perceive her as a family member".<br /><br />"The guys who try to act smart are the ones that tease women. I don't know how to be smart or play cool..I am not like them".<br /><br />"I am telling you. I am from a decent family. I don't do this kind of stuff. I go out to do my work and I come back home straight after that".<br /><br />"The kind of guy that teases his sister will tease a woman on the street".<br /><br />"It's the 3rd class or the middle class guy that harasses women".<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">What attracts you to a woman? what kind of woman? what about her? what do you do then?</span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />" Her figure. Her body. If she has a good figure I am interested in sex, only sex. I am not interested in marriage".<br /><br />" ...her hairstyle. her removing her hair from her face.."<br /><br />" She should look fit. Others should find her attractive. Her body- her chest, hips...she should have a flat stomach, other parts of her figure should protrude. She should have nice hips".<br /><br />" Clothes? I like women in sexy clothes".<br /><br />" I remember she was wearing a pink colour suit, I remember her hair, I remember her make up, her eyes....I really wanted to approach her. I wanted my eyes to speak to her...and try to approach her".<br /><br />" I like the simple and sober girls. The girl who wears a simple salwar suit and braids her hair. she should have long hair".<br /><br />"...I gave her my mobile number and said that your incoming is free and my outgoing is free".<br /><br />" ...I could sit down on my knees and let her know that she is the most beautiful girl in the world".<br /><br />" I like foreigner girls".<br /><br /></span></span></span><div><span style=";font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">" I do have a mother and a sister. I dont have a girlfriend or wife. </span></span></span></span></span></span><div><span style=";font-size:100%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">   Will you be mine?"</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">For those of you familiar with how it works in India- the most frequently delivered line to an 'eve teaser' is- ghar mein maa behen nahin hai kya? </span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Don't you have a mother or sister at home?</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><br />Credits to Ekta and Rajshekhar from Blank Noise who were instrumental to making this happen.</span><br /></span></span></div></div>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-45602285799689732552008-06-14T06:25:00.000-07:002008-06-15T10:42:46.742-07:00Prelude 1<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Before we begin the 'Gent's Only' event we will be making publishing a few ideas that will hopefully bring to notice the range of men on the street.<br />For starters, we found this on youtube. Posted by someone called the 'missing agent'. This video has been called "Eve Teasing at the Party".</span><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAk-4-uWSWE&amp;hl=en"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAk-4-uWSWE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">FUN?</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-37756087853684448602008-06-09T03:50:00.000-07:002008-06-09T03:53:42.365-07:00And finally- ' Gent's Only' event at Blank Noise. Coming Soon!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SE0LOKnhpNI/AAAAAAAAAtg/X2A-0iQzDWY/s1600-h/ladiesandgents.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SE0LOKnhpNI/AAAAAAAAAtg/X2A-0iQzDWY/s400/ladiesandgents.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209832681933743314" border="0" /></a>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-37495844831438052112008-06-08T05:56:00.000-07:002008-06-11T07:01:57.966-07:002 out of 1000<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Over the years we have figured that there are over 1000 ways in which you could build Blank Noise. For now, we propose 2.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Every Sunday, 2 projects will be shared at Blank Noise.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Blank Noise This Place and Blank Noise Action Heroes.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Both spaces are slowly building up with your participation. Thank you!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">For those of you who are new to this:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><a href="http://flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace/">Blank Noise This Place:</a></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">We ask you to go to the place where you experienced street sexaul harassment'- photograph it and send it to us. Along with the photo send in an account of what exactly occurred and where.</span></span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">We will upload all photographs at</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;"> http://flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace/</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;">All photos will be tagged on a world map. </span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;">Let's Blank Noise This Place!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><a href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/">Blank Noise Action Heroes:</a> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">is a separate blog, an offshoot of Blank Noise. This place collects and builds stories of resistance. We ask you to share your strategy. How did you deal with street harassment? How did you fight or respond to it?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;">All Action Hero testimonials sent in by you will be uploaded at</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:arial;">Who takes responsibility for uploads etc?</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Every city has a 2 week rotating set of 'lead volunteers' who make this happen. They send emails, put in that 'extra' bit to ensure participation. Last few weeks have had Dana Roy , Sunayana Roy from Kolkata, Suparna Kudesia from Delhi, Amrutha Bhushan from Bangalore, Nabila Zaidi from Lucknow. We encourage Blank Noise members from each city to sign up as lead volunteers towards both online events. Hope to hear from you soon!</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div></div>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-44726175861020034512008-05-26T22:51:00.000-07:002008-06-11T07:02:23.741-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><a href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-noise-action-hero-anita-sampath.html">I am prepared and I use both my hands to push him away. </a><br /><a href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-noise-action-hero-anita-sampath.html"><br />extends his hand to grab</a><br /><a href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-noise-action-hero-anita-sampath.html"><br />I start walking faster</a></span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-noise-action-hero-anita-sampath.html"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> I could no longer hear his steps behind me </span></a><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-noise-action-hero-mihika.html"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> I tapped his shoulder firmly</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Too bad he tried to mess with the wrong girl</span></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-noise-action-hero-ramya-via.html"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> I went to the Ice cream parlor close by to get my cousins a tub of butterscotch.</span></a><br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-noise-action-hero-anon.html"><span style="font-family:arial;"> I would look “ugly”, “unwanted”, and “undesirable”</span></a>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-69651318321860480902008-05-26T00:05:00.000-07:002008-06-11T07:05:05.422-07:00BLANK NOISE/D THIS PLACE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SDphQFe-POI/AAAAAAAAAss/fbB2lW93vrY/s1600-h/bntp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SDphQFe-POI/AAAAAAAAAss/fbB2lW93vrY/s400/bntp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204579248357915874" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">Watch out for <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace">this place</a> every Sunday morning.<br /><br />To participate revisit the site where you experienced sexual intimidation in public, photograph it and send us the picture with an anecdote. I<br /><br />f you would like to participate in getting people from your city involved in <span style="font-style: italic;">Blank Noise This Place</span>, do let us know by writing in at blurtblanknoise at gmail.com<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Lead volunteers on a rotating basis. Current volunteers include:<br />Suparan Kudesia- Delhi, Nabila Zaidi- Lucknow, Sunayana Roy- Kolkata, Amruth Bhushan - Bangalore and Varsha Chandwani- Mumbai</span></span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-28969478429061212762008-05-20T04:06:00.000-07:002008-06-11T07:06:28.345-07:00SEND ME YOUR PHOTO: TO EVERY BLANK NOISE SUPPORTER/ VOLUNTEER/ MEMBER<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SDXaGFe-PNI/AAAAAAAAAsk/w3JPxYVyFjw/s1600-h/sendphoto.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SDXaGFe-PNI/AAAAAAAAAsk/w3JPxYVyFjw/s400/sendphoto.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203304742582631634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><div><div class="zg_div"><div class="zg_div_inner"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"> This goes out to any one that has been involved with Blank Noise in any way-<br /></span></div></div></div></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">be it online support and participation, street interventions, documentation, research, performance / other</span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">An all new Blank Noise Volunteers Flickr Album is finally up and running! </span> <span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">Here is the link:<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/blanknoise/</span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">Saptarshi Chakrabarty and Purba Sarkar from Blank Noise Kolkata have set it up and are managing the flickr album. </span> <span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">Please note that we are in process of setting this up and not even half way through- thousands of people have volunteered so far but the flickr album has only 200 photographs-<br /><br /></span><ul style="font-family:arial;"><li><span style="font-size:100%;">If you do not find your photograph please let us know.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">If you have never physically met with the Blank Noise Team but been an online participant, we would love to receive a photo from you. </span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">If you don't want a photo- any visual that symbolizes you- a comic, a plant, a logo- send it in! </span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">There have also been non blogging, non internet participants - such as parents who may have participated in Blank Noise events- please send us their details as well.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">If its NOT OKAY with you to have your picture in the album, we will remove it. </span></li></ul><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">Please inform us at the earliest by mailing in at blurtblanknoise@gmail.com. Or if you would like to send a picture to include in the album, you can do that too.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">Please add in details such as <span style="font-weight: bold;">blog address, city you are writing in from, what you do/ profession/ occupation, and how you participated in Blank Noise.</span> Mail in at blurtblanknoise at gmail.com subject titled 'your name + photo'</span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">We hope that you will write in as soon as you can.</span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">From the rest of us at the Blank Noise Team</span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /></span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-16362038722031546232008-05-19T20:11:00.000-07:002008-05-19T20:19:59.668-07:00BLANK NOISE THIS PLACE- REVISITING TERRITORIESJasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-12558906662018787512008-05-11T03:28:00.000-07:002008-05-18T11:45:23.512-07:00Blank Noise This Place!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SDB4mjv4EkI/AAAAAAAAAqo/4V6aMaUQFhk/s1600-h/sunny.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SDB4mjv4EkI/AAAAAAAAAqo/4V6aMaUQFhk/s400/sunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201790173439332930" border="0" /></a><br /> http://flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SCbUfjv4EcI/AAAAAAAAAoo/docFVYJvpgM/s1600-h/MOHINI.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SCbUfjv4EcI/AAAAAAAAAoo/docFVYJvpgM/s400/MOHINI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199076458482897346" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" >"My daughter ( 46 years) and grand daughter( 22 years) were walking by the lake. A mad man lift up his lungi and flashed his body parts at my daughter. My daughter was hoping that her daughter didnt see this. She panicked and tried to change her route. He flashed again. She yelled for a security guard from an resident apartment. In the meantime I the mad man ran away.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >I told her never to walk there again.</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"</span><span style="">- (age 77 years)</span><br /><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><br />It is familiar to most of us. I could hear my mother, father, grandparents, uncles, aunts, friends, all well wishers say. ' just dont go there. '</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >How many such city spaces will not be accessed because sexual violation was experienced there?<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><a href="http://blog.blanknoise.org/2008/04/where-are-you-going.html#links"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Shabana in Manchester never stepped out alone. She never experienced street sexual harassment either. </span></a><br /><a href="http://blog.blanknoise.org/2008/05/bangalore-metropolitan-transport.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and then again Bangalore, Tokyo, Mexico City and other cities have women only public transport. </span></a><br /></span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Blank Noise This Place is building evidence.<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><br />We ask you to <span style="font-weight: bold;">revisit the site and exact location</span> where you experienced harassment and photograph it. <span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Please send in an account of what happened with a photo of that place.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> </span> This project is open to women from across the globe, across age groups. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">It would be fantastic if you could get others around you involved- more so if you got people without cameras involved and even shared them.<br /><br />We could organize week long events with small groups of individuals who want to participate in this. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">(Amrutha Bhushan and Goonja from Bangalore will be re -visiting their site. I will be doing the same from Kolkata. </span>If you would like to get involved from your city and get others involved too- email us!)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >All photographs will be uploaded at :</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> http://flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >and put on a world wide map at :</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">http://flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace/map/<br /><br />To participate email us and we will add you right here. Email us at blurtblanknoise at gmail.com<span style="font-weight: bold;"> subject titled BLANK NOISE THIS PLACE!<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Also see: http://blog.blanknoise.org/2008/03/blank-noise-this-place.html<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style=""><br />Why are we doing this?</span><br /></span></span></span><ul><li>Because our experience of the city is based on fear and mapped with places to 'avoid'.<br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></li><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Because we want to break the myth of site- that sexual harassment takes place only in 'certain places' at certain hours.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Because we want women to reclaim their city spaces and not fear them.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Because Blank Noise collects testimonials in different forms of media and disseminates them back in public.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">To build an argument collectively.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The collective building of evidence will trigger towards social transformation<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">this could also be 'fun'- something for all of us to do and make more meaning once people have participated.</span></li><li style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">for those convinced- please add more!</span></li></ul><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">List of Participants for Blank Noise This Place:</span><br /><br /><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Dianne Sharma Winter</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Amrutha Bhushan</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Goonja</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Jasmeen Patheja</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Purba Sarkar</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Poorna Banerjee</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Sunayana Roy</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Dana Roy</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Nabila Zaidi</span><br /></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">you?</span></li></ul></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-60955071327065521742008-05-07T23:58:00.000-07:002008-05-16T05:03:54.508-07:00signs for citizens<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SCKk2x5kwNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/NAe2cexwo50/s1600-h/sign1"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SCKk2x5kwNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/NAe2cexwo50/s400/sign1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197898180953686226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SCKk3h5kwOI/AAAAAAAAAog/gH4wKPnQEKY/s1600-h/sign.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SCKk3h5kwOI/AAAAAAAAAog/gH4wKPnQEKY/s400/sign.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197898193838588130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">important: Blank Noise is not anti men. Poster were published on this blog- extending the argument of the previous post- on segregated public spaces.</span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-90376051872752632192008-05-02T10:30:00.000-07:002008-05-29T12:01:59.958-07:00WOMEN SPECIAL-BMTC<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SD74UVe-PQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/p-S7aK4Mq1o/s1600-h/AA009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SD74UVe-PQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/p-S7aK4Mq1o/s400/AA009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205871247534996738" /></a><br /><div>photo above- from a regular bus- image of women's reservation seat</div><div><br /></div><div>photo below from</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBte-ASNdWI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1o7ZbiAjEuY/s1600-h/specialwomen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBte-ASNdWI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1o7ZbiAjEuY/s400/specialwomen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195851014423278946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBtQlASNdUI/AAAAAAAAAns/oUY1XB3dZ74/s1600-h/_MG_6793.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBtQlASNdUI/AAAAAAAAAns/oUY1XB3dZ74/s400/_MG_6793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195835191763760450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Bangalore's 'women only' buses. Painted pink.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The women Soumya C. Shekhar of Blank Noise and I spoke with, saw this as an immediate relief, as something convenient. </span></span></div><div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;">How do you experience public environments that are exclusively male or female? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Perhaps bloggers and Blank Noise blog visitors from Bombay/ Mumbai who take the 'ladies compartment' in the train will have anecdotes to add!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Also see - Pukar's Gender and Space project<br /><br />http://www.pukar.org.in/genderandspace/index.html<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div></div>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-84435122375050505832008-04-30T00:26:00.000-07:002008-05-07T23:58:46.588-07:00Laughing Out Loud<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBgp0gSNdRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/7CDh9vnCulg/s1600-h/laughingwomen.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBgp0gSNdRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/7CDh9vnCulg/s400/laughingwomen.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194948152168117522" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">This time we invite you to laugh.</span><br /><br />Laugh out loud. Record it. Email it to us/ or upload it on yousendit.com<br /><br />3 months from today the <span style="font-style: italic;">Department of Fun and Games</span> will construct devices that will broadcast your laughter through independent radio.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />simply put- imagine a street scape filled with the sound of many laughing women!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Here's one Blank Noise recorded in 2006 August.</span><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://ia360903.us.archive.org/1/items/MadWomen/bnp3.m4a"> This was played at Delhi's South Ex Subway. (hear)</a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Simple ways to record on a windows machine:<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Helvetica-Bold;font-size:100%;" ><b>On a windows machine</b></span><br /><p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica-Bold;font-size:100%;" ><b>1. </b></span><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >Plug a microphone to the</span><span style=";font-family:Helvetica-Bold;font-size:100%;" ><b> "sound-in" </b></span><span style=";font-family:Helvetica-Bold;font-size:100%;" >of your sound card<br /><b>2.</b></span><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" > Open Windows sound recorder and hit the record button</span><br /><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >Watch the instruction video here:</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Ft6JOt5gB90" target="_blank"></a></span><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ft6JOt5gB90&amp;hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ft6JOt5gB90&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >OR</span><br /></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica-Bold;font-size:100%;" ><b>2. </b></span><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >Download a free recording and sound editing software-Audacity is one of the best one's around[download it from here:<a href="http://audacity.sourceforge.net/" target="_blank">http://audacity.sourceforge<wbr>.net/</a></span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >and use it to record your audio:</span><br /></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >Watch the instruction video here:</span></p> <p><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9_pSLG0LZQ&amp;hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9_pSLG0LZQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><br /></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >[more detailed instructions here:</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://info.umuc.edu/de/ezine/how_to/audacity/audacity.htm" target="_blank">http://info.umuc.edu/de/ezine<wbr>/how_to/audacity/audacity.htm</a>]</span><br /><br /><br /></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica-Bold;font-size:100%;" ><b>On a Macintosh:</b></span><br /></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >1: Open Garageband</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >2: Record</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >watch the instruction video here:</span></p> <p><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4x4fi0q3fj0&amp;hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4x4fi0q3fj0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object></span><br /></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >Or read the easy insructions here:<a href="http://macaudioguy.com/2007/12/27/how-to-do-basic-audio-recording-on-your-mac-using-garageband-08/" target="_blank">http://macaudioguy.com/2007/12<wbr>/27/how-to-do-basic-audio<wbr>-recording-on-your-mac-using<wbr>-garageband-08/</a></span></p><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-29653316218032222862008-04-25T23:58:00.000-07:002008-06-11T08:56:41.480-07:00Italian convicted for staring at woman on train<span class="HcCDpe"><span class="JDpiNd">via Fred Miller<br /><br /></span></span><a href="http://real-us.news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20080418/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_italy_staring"> LECCO, Italy (Reuters) - An Italian man was given a suspended jail sentence for staring too intensely at a woman sitting in front of him on a train.<br /></a><br />A judge sentenced the man in his 30s, whose name was not revealed, to 10 days in prison and a 40 euro fine after a 55-year old woman filed a complaint for <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1208526064_0">sexual harassment</span>.<br /><p>His lawyer said on Friday he would appeal the sentence. The court will explain its verdict later.</p> <p>The two met on two separate occasions in 2005 on a commuter train going from <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1208526064_1">Lecco</span>, a town in northern Italy, to Milan.</p> <p>The first time, the man sat next to the woman but she felt he had moved too close for comfort. The next day, the man sat in front of the same woman and according to her complaint, stared at her for the whole journey.</p> <p>The two did not speak.</p> <p>(Reporting by Silvia Aloisi; Editing by Catherine Evans)</p>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-65609943384775415492008-04-25T22:36:00.000-07:002008-06-11T14:39:32.703-07:00Where are you going?<a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ia360936.us.archive.org/3/items/SHABANA_650/01Shabana.m4a"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Shabana </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;">6 mins 30 sec</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;">credits: Dale Copley – project assistant</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;">Jamie Finlay- sound editing</span> </a><br />(audio link)<br /><br /><br />This is not about the experience of street sexual harassment.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Translated text:</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">“My name is Shabana. I moved to Manchester from Lahore 20-22 years ago. I got married here and have been staying here since. We do visit Pakistan, but now this place is our home.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I think women are safer in Manchester than in India or Pakistan. I don’t think women in Pakistan or India are unsafe, however I think women here are safer. Women have a place in society here. They are respected and taken care of. If someone sees an elderly woman standing, she is offered a seat. This is what I feel.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">If you are in Pakistan you could belong to any age group, be a little girl or a much older woman, but if you are walking alone, you are bound to find men stalking you or harassing you in public. It isn’t the same here. In Manchester if a woman does not allow it a man cannot even look at her. There is no way he could try touching her.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">It is 4 pm. I am returning home from work. I will get home and cook dinner. If I need to shop I will go with my husband. We don’t go out on social visits or for fun in the evenings. No. If there is a holiday, like the recent bank holiday, we travel together, as a family, not alone. My children are busy with their games and they do not consider going out much. I have three sons. They are 18, 16 and 3 years old.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I always have a phone. </span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">Why must I complain about someone harassing me? </span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I have never been harassed or violated.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Even when I was younger I was never harassed or bullied on the street.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I don’t feel any kind of fear in Manchester. There is no reason to fear. My children fear going to Pakistan when they hear about genocide. I feel safe here.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">At this point, I am lost. I don’t know my way home!</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I started my new job yesterday and am lost today.”</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">10 minutes into meeting Shabana, Dale and I realize she is lost. She pulls out a used enveloped from her handbag which bears the home postal address. Dale locates her address on the map and we soon find ourselves at the bus stop waiting for bus no. 15</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">Shabana contd.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">“I used to spend my day at home, sometimes watching tv, doing household chores, talking with friends and gossiping about them.”</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">The bus arrives</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">The phone gives us immense security. It also makes us gossip about each other. We will have to pay for our sins one day. We gossip and we sin. Despite this knowledge we don’t stop talking on the telephone. I know someone who has been warned by the doctors to not use the phone, but she just wont listen. Whenever I phone her I cannot get through. It is always busy. </span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I realized how ignorant I am now that I am out alone. It is a big problem. The fact that I don’t know my way around town is the biggest problem. There is no other problem. I am grateful to God for introducing me to strangers who help, and drop me home. Today is my second day. Someone helped me make a bus pass yesterday. Today you are dropping me home!</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I used to spend all my time at home before. My children were much younger then. It was a different phase. Now I am in another phase and hence I decided to get a job. I always wanted to work outside home but it wasn’t an acceptable idea for my mother in law and family. They wouldn’t agree to the idea of me going out to work and them cooking for me. I did the cooking. I have been cooking. It is only now that I am doing what I want to do. Working outside home is not culturally accepted. No. It is impossible to see that acceptance come from an Asian mother in law.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">When it was the right time to learn English, I was busy cooking food for the family. Today I realize that I should have learnt English. I feel the need for it now. I regret not having learnt it. No one let me learn. They told me that I wasn’t going to be out and interacting with others anyways and so I don’t need to learn English. </span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I know what I am doing is courageous but there are many challenges. Not knowing how to speak in English makes it a bigger problem. </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">My sisters live in UK as well. </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br />Am so glad I put this envelope in my handbag this morning. A letter had come this morning. I kept the envelope. I knew this would be helpful if I were to lose my way home. </span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;">Dale and I met Shabana while wandering through the streets of Manchester. We were looking out for people to interview. She was the only one who agreed to be interviewed. Ten minutes into the conversation we realized that she was lost. She found a used enveloped in her handbag, which had the home address. Dale located her address on the map and we soon find ourselves at the bus stop waiting for bus number 15.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;">Shabana is home by 5 30. She said she would take us to interview her friends. She comes out of her house 10 minutes later to say that the friend whom we were to interview is not at home and goes back inside. We have not been in touch since. </span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-81620560974083207042008-04-19T01:55:00.001-07:002008-06-11T07:44:39.310-07:00STREET TALES OF HYPER WOMEN BETWEEN THE AGE GROUP OF 11-80 YEARS<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Editing assistant- Jamie Finlay- Cornerhouse</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Project assistant- Dale Copley</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">In conversation with women between the age group of 11-80 years, in Manchester, UK.<br />Groups spoken with include Chinese Women's Centre- Wai Yin Society, Bangladeshi Women's Centre- Ananna, Salford Women's Centre, staff of Cornerhouse and strangers!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;">Supported by Cornerhouse as a part of Asian Triennial '08, organized by Shisha.<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"><br />http://ia360908.us.archive.org/3/items/StreetTalesOfHyperWomenBetweenTheAgeGroupOf11To80Years/hyperwomen_64kb.mp3<br /><br /></span><object style="font-family: times new roman;" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" id="xspf_player" align="middle" height="170" width="400"><param name="quality" value="high"><br /><param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"><br /><param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/audio/xspf_player.swf?autoload=true&amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.archive.org%2Faudio%2Fxspf-maker.php%3Fidentifier%3DStreetTalesOfHyperWomenBetweenTheAgeGroupOf11To80Years%26playlist%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.archive.org%252Fdownload%252FStreetTalesOfHyperWomenBetweenTheAgeGroupOf11To80Years%252Fformat%253DVBR%2BM3U"><br /><embed quality="high" src="http://www.archive.org/audio/xspf_player.swf?autoload=true&amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.archive.org%2Faudio%2Fxspf-maker.php%3Fidentifier%3DStreetTalesOfHyperWomenBetweenTheAgeGroupOf11To80Years%26playlist%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.archive.org%252Fdownload%252FStreetTalesOfHyperWomenBetweenTheAgeGroupOf11To80Years%252Fformat%253DVBR%2BM3U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#e6e6e6" name="xspf_player" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="170" width="400"></embed><br /></object>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-18093926212675359582008-04-17T12:27:00.000-07:002008-06-11T14:42:01.906-07:00Ongoing project: Blank Noise Action Heroes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SAeyYhGYk6I/AAAAAAAAAmk/qQsyHzsCYaw/s1600-h/bnaho.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SAeyYhGYk6I/AAAAAAAAAmk/qQsyHzsCYaw/s200/bnaho.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190313229839537058" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"><a href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/"><span>This time, squeeze them properly. Put your hands inside my T-shirt and squeeze.</span></a></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br />Blank Noise Action Hero </span><a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/2008/04/blank-noise-action-hero-janet.html">Janet</a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br />Blank Noise Action Heroes</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com archives your inspiring, brave, spontaneous, and even humorous stories of resistance. Write to us how you dealt with being sexually intimidated/ attacked/ violated/ or 'teased' in public. What worked for you? How did you 'deal with it'? How were you an Action Hero?<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://blog.blanknoise.org/2008/03/blank-noise-action-heroes-share-your.html#links">Share your story now.</a> You can participate if you have a story to share. If you experienced it or witnessed it, or even heard about it! Find out from mothers, grandmothers, aunts, cousins, strangers, colleagues.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;">You may find</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?key=pXj9QqBrUiZ6J-nZgACoDQA"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;">this submission form </span></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?key=pXj9QqBrUiZ6J-nZgACoDQA">useful to submit your story</a> or you could even email us your story at blurtblanknoise@gmail.com- subject titled Action Hero Online.</span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-30287262600668476072008-03-25T22:50:00.000-07:002008-03-28T07:52:38.553-07:00BLANK NOISE BANGALORE. MARCH 8. I NEVER ASK FOR IT.<embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fhemanginig%2Falbumid%2F5181922717386669985%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br />Event report:<br /><br />Ratna and I met at 4:15 p.m. outside Java City on Church Street. We had with us the opinion poll and thumb print pads in red and blue and a bunch of pamphlets. We wanted <br />to put up the poll at a local paan stall but at the first one we went to, the guy was reluctant, claiming a lack of space. He sent us to another shop owned by his brother but this was a juice shop with not much clientèle. We left some pamphlets there and took the rest to another paan stall at the Premier Book store end of Church Street where the young boy was persuaded to leave them on his counter for people to pick up. <br /><br />Now the opinion poll. We took it to Temptations, a sort of open liquor store, flanked by a paan stall. The owner was initially reluctant but there was a group of men sitting outside (all middle aged) and they got curious about the chart and began discussing 'eve teasing' and coming forward to leave their thumb prints. This sort of decided that the poll would be left there. After about twenty minutes of discussion with them, and inviting thumb prints, we moved on to Java City. (The opinion poll was later moved to outside Java City half-way through the intervention.)<br /><br />The rest of the group joined us in bits, stickers were handed out and letters folded and divided up. There were a lot of boys, and Kunal explained to them what kind of documentation we needed.<br /><br />The place for intervention was Church Street. Our brief was to occupy the space in a manner in which we would indicate that we belonged there and were at home there. We were not to talk to anyone. We could hand out the letters to whomever we felt like. Some of us had whistles which we would blow if anything untoward happened.<br /><br />We started at 6:30. I think because Church Street doesn't really get very crowded before about 8, the energy was a bit dissipated. There were not as many people as we would have liked using the street. Perhaps if we, as performers, were standing closer together, we would have felt more group energy. We had a fair amount of space between us: we were stretched at reasonable intervals all the way to the first crossroad on Church Street. At a little before 6, Ratna, Kunal and I decided we would do better to move a little way down the street so that we were closer to the eating joints and right at the heart of Church Street. I walked along the street and on the way decided impulsively to go all the way to Brigade Road and occupy the railings.<br /><br />Personally, I thought this worked better. It was crowded, people stopped to look, pamphlets were distributed and there was a sense of being able to feel the vibe from the rest of the group.<br /><br />Here is the gist of people's reactions (these notes were taken at at a conversation witht he group after the intervention and then emailed to the group; some have added details to my notes. If you have been quoted here and want to add/subtract, then just email me the details or add to the google document that was circulated amongst the group on email):<br /><br />Amrutha - My stare gave away everything that I wanted to say, and It seems like i am slowly mastering my body language in public places.<br /><br />Hemangini - I thought the energy on Church Street was low, and felt a lot better once we shifted to Brigade Road. This time I think what I enjoyed most was just dawdling on the road - staring at things, watching construction workers, noticing people... even just listening. I heard someone drop a coin on Brigade Road and realised how rare it was to actually make out individual sounds in a crowded space where your main concern is your own safety and not just taking in the different ways in which the space can affect your senses. That was special.<br />Some other things: we needed more pamphlets and our original opinion poll - but these were logistical things which are normally better taken care of, so I'm not too worried about them. I think our support team - of men - need to meet on their own so that they can work independently of us with their own "agenda" so to speak. I hear Delhi dispersed "spies" into the audience just to record what passers-by were saying randomly and I would have loved for us to do that too. We could next time leave two boys just to handle the opinion poll and encourage people to use it.<br /><br />Lalitha – Experience of meeting people's eyes and people watching. Could feel the gaze of people as they watched. I was actively courting their gaze. It was legitimate for men to look at me. I am always wondering about how anger morphs with age. I seem to be less angry as the years go by.<br /><br />Swati – I wonder sometimes if I have become immune to street harassment. What is a good response to it? I am so used to looking down and walking; I might mumble and look away, but today I continued looking and smiling.<br /><br />Varun – I feel we could have had more impact if we were even just joining hands and marching down the road and stating that we were against eve-teasing.<br /><br />Alka- I usually look down and have never had the guts to have my chin up. I wonder why we weren't allowed to talk to women though; many women came up and wanted to discuss the letters I was handing out, but I couldn't talk to them. I think it would be better if we could interact with them.<br /><br />Payal Dhar – In Delhi, if you are in a salwar, people think you are “submissive”.<br /><br />Deepashree – In a group if there are women and men, the women refuse to take the pamphlet that our volunteers were handing out.<br /><br />Weiting – I am wondering why today is any different. Shouldn't you always be like this? Maybe the presence of so many women is acting as a sort of safety net. Why aren't we always comfortable with our bodies?<br /><br />Ratna – I don't feel as violated now as I used to before. I think maybe I have internalised the spirit of an intervention into my everyday life. There are also lots of differences in the way women are looking at you and judging you.<br /><br />Joseph – When I was handing out pamphlets, the women were always reluctant to take it. It seems like women lose a lot of their spontaneity through their defensiveness. Older women seemed less defensive.<br /><br />Surabhi – Sometimes it is just pleasurable to have solidarity in a group; there is something good in that feeling. These moments are precious also.hemanginihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01994273676586141923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-9370531565546937942008-03-24T06:02:00.000-07:002008-06-15T10:44:00.678-07:00BLANK NOISE THIS PLACE!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-flYZUDfPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/OH7r0A9qQDA/s1600-h/WARNIN.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-flYZUDfPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/OH7r0A9qQDA/s400/WARNIN.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181362103587667186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-ep4ZUDfOI/AAAAAAAAAlw/PmjtWQqchvs/s1600-h/blanknoisethisplace.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-ep4ZUDfOI/AAAAAAAAAlw/PmjtWQqchvs/s400/blanknoisethisplace.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181296682645814498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">We invite you to engage with our new project- <a href="http://blog.blanknoise.org/2008/03/blank-noise-this-place.html" target="_blank">Blank Noise This Place</a></span>.<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><b>The site is a witness and your photograph is your testimonial. </b></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace/" target="_blank">Blank Noise This Place</a> will archive photographs that you send of public places and locations you have been sexually assaulted in any degree that you consider sexual harassment/ violence.</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><b></b></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />To participate</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">we ask you to revisit your site of violation with a camera. ( any camera will do- </span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;">quality is not important as much as your act of revisiting and documenting). </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;">Please email it to us at blurtblanknoise@gmail.com with an account of -<br />what occurred- what time-</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;">which country.city it took place in</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;">Please add in details such as your age and name<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><br />Your contributions will be put on a world wide map that will specifically identify each participant's site of sexual assault.</span><a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace/map/"> www.flickr.com/photos/blanknoisethisplace/map/</a> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />If you do not wish to have your name up- do tell us.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">You are further requested to get others involved! Do introduce this idea to friends peers and all the women you know! In true spirit, cameras could be borrowed, shared, collective trips could be made to each person's site of violation. Organisations and groups are also invited to participate.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"> We hope to hear from you. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Let's Blank Noise This Place!</span></span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-22965688976605096372008-03-23T19:09:00.000-07:002008-03-24T06:49:01.366-07:00Blank Noise Action Heroes: Share your story of resistance<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-cYbJUDfNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/vjrqj7J9QPg/s1600-h/bnaho.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-cYbJUDfNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/vjrqj7J9QPg/s400/bnaho.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181136750948613330" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />(ongoing project)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com </span>archives your testimonials of resistance.<br /><br />Tell us how you dealt with street sexual harassment. <span style="font-weight: bold;">How did you fight back?<br /><br /></span>Tell us if you know of someone else who had the presence of mind to flip the situation around.<br />Was it funny? empowering? inspiring? normal? an everyday mastered technique?<br /><br />Men/boys are encouraged to participate by sharing what they witnessed or heard!<br />Share the Action Hero experience right <a href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/">here.</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">You may find</span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?key=pXj9QqBrUiZ6J-nZgACoDQA"> this submission form </a><span style="font-weight: bold;">useful to submit your story or you could even email us your story at blurtblanknoise@gmail.com- subject titled Action Hero Online.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://blanknoiseactionheroes.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">An Action Hero is a woman who has dealt with street sexual harassment/ violence/ 'eve teasing' by confronting and challenging it. </span></a><br /><br />Stories sent in do not have to be 'original', they could be tried tested and successful ideas. The emphasis is on how your reaction made you feel like an Action Hero. If you are sending in someone else's story, it could be an account of how it 'wowed' you.<br /><br />We ask you to extend this by initiating conversations with people around you. We ask you to take this idea to a non blogging audience- for instance - have a conversation with your bai/ 'domestic help', or the stranger in a bus, or the fruit vendor, or your grandma, any one could be willing to share. Everyone has atleast 1 Action Hero story.<br /><br />Be fearless. Be an Action Hero. Share your story, now.Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-25301183892788700132008-03-23T17:30:00.000-07:002008-03-23T19:01:05.725-07:00I NEVER ASK FOR IT- I REPEAT UNTIL WE BUILD 1000<a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-b2lZUDfJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/43ml3O1IufQ/s1600-h/1000clothess.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R-b2lZUDfJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/43ml3O1IufQ/s400/1000clothess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181099543646928018" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >I never asked for it is an ongoing project. Over the last couple of years many many volunteers have collected clothes from friends, family, peers, associated and sent them in. These are clothes that people wore when they were sexually violated/ 'eve teased' in public. This blog post is a reminder, stating that we are still at it. Wherever you are, who ever you are, you can make this happen. It's simple- ask yourself and others around you to remember that one garment you wore when you were made to feel that you 'asked for it'.<br /><br />Collect one, two or twenty, be the Blank Noise Action Hero from your city. town. locality.</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;"> </span><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >Over the next 1 year we propose to install these clothes on the streets of your city. You can make this happen.</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Each garment is a testimonial and a witness to the violation.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Suren Vikash participated in this event by bringing back a bag filled with clothes- belonging to his sister, cousins, and relatives. This is to say that men can participate in actualizing this as well!</span><br /><ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><li>There will be a contact person per city. </li><li>If you wish to collect clothes on behalf of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Blank Noise</span> from where you are based, email us. We would be thrilled to have you taking on this responsibility! </li><li>The mailing address will be shared on email and will be city specific. </li><li>Please attach a note about what exactly took place.</li><li>Please attach the age of the person who experienced it.</li><li>Your identity will not be revealed if you do not want it to. </li><li>You could also photograph the garment and send it to us. We will share it on the blog.</li><li>If you have any other ideas on how you can participate- actualizing the event, fund raising, seeking permissions etc, write in now!</li><li>If you have already discarded that one garment to this project- we will be adding your name to this list below. If you have not been mentioned, please email us and we will add you right away!<br /></li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;">important: where ever you are, however you chose to participate, act now. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">The idea- </span>When women experience sexual violence/ harassment/ or are 'teased' they are made to feel guilty for experiencing it. We are taught to blame ourselves for being 'dressed provocatively', for being in the wrong location, at the wrong time. Public perception and blame also assumes that a certain female stereotype gets assaulted for the 'right reasons'. The truth is that we have been receiving all kinds of clothes- school uniforms, saris, short skirts<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/photoInclude/blogger/3044/801/1600/one.jpg">, asexual-shirts</a>, jeans, <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/photoInclude/blogger/3044/801/1600/_MG_7538.0.jpg">salwar kameez.</a> No matter what you wear, a no means NO. There is no such thing as 'asking for it'<br /><br />Blank Noise challenges notions of time, place , dress and person. With <span style="font-weight: bold;">I never asked for it</span>- we challenge the notion that women actually 'ask to be sexually assaulted'<br /><br />We take a stand and urge you to do the same. <span style="font-weight: bold;">I never asked for it. Yes we want 1000!</span><br /><br />reference:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Our l</span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://blog.blanknoise.org/2008/03/i-never-ask-for-it-blank-noise.html">ast street action on international women's day, March 8</a><span style="font-style: italic;"> asked Blank Noise Action Heroes from across the country to come wearing the garment they wore when sexually assaulted.</span><br />also see:<br /><a href="http://blog.blanknoise.org/2007/04/cheap-girls.html">Cheap girls</a> and <a href="http://blog.blanknoise.org/2007/03/cheap-girls.html#links">this.</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">List of participants: I NEVER ASK FOR IT<br /><br /></span>Abigail Crisman<br /><br />Annie Zaidi<br /><br />Anusree M Jois<br /><br />Chinmayee Manjunath<br /><br />Hemangini Gupta<br /><br />Pallavi Sen<br /><br />Ratna Apnender<br /><br />Suren Vikash<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br /></span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-31847935489398670562008-03-23T17:28:00.000-07:002008-06-11T14:44:39.293-07:00Blank Noise Lucknow. March 8. I NEVER ASK FOR IT<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBiz0gSNdTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/JUNc7NwBMKk/s1600-h/lucknow.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/SBiz0gSNdTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/JUNc7NwBMKk/s400/lucknow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195099884772750642" border="0" /></a><br />photographs and text from Blank Noise Lucknow is yet to come. <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Stay tuned.<br />'Coming soon'.<br /></span><br />Thank you for your patience<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387075.post-81033160533112058462008-03-11T04:12:00.000-07:002008-03-18T07:01:56.646-07:00BLANK NOISE DELHI. MARCH 8. I NEVER ASK FOR IT<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9jRJB1ZiMI/AAAAAAAAAkg/QygMEQnljlc/s1600-h/_MG_5483.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177117724703819970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9jRJB1ZiMI/AAAAAAAAAkg/QygMEQnljlc/s400/_MG_5483.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9jQOh1ZiLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/jH49F_DV3Y8/s1600-h/_MG_5507.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177116719681472690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9jQOh1ZiLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/jH49F_DV3Y8/s400/_MG_5507.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9dsfh1ZiII/AAAAAAAAAjk/La7a71yuA2o/s1600-h/abby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176725585599760514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9dsfh1ZiII/AAAAAAAAAjk/La7a71yuA2o/s400/abby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9ZrgB1ZiFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/O8fWo1mMDr4/s1600-h/_MG_5405.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176443019701356626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9ZrgB1ZiFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/O8fWo1mMDr4/s400/_MG_5405.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9Zrgh1ZiGI/AAAAAAAAAjU/z_HkWUGd-T0/s1600-h/_MG_5454.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176443028291291234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9Zrgh1ZiGI/AAAAAAAAAjU/z_HkWUGd-T0/s400/_MG_5454.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9Zrgx1ZiHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5uWVsX_cRco/s1600-h/_MG_5493.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176443032586258546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeiopOhFSss/R9Zrgx1ZiHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5uWVsX_cRco/s400/_MG_5493.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">photo documentation: Abhishek Baxi and Jasmeen Patheja</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">They ran around-</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" ><br />Printing of stickers, photocopying letters- Aienla</span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" >Whistles and pamphlets - Chandrashekhar Bhattacharya<br /><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Blank Noise Action Hero, Atreyee Majumder shares her experience:</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The March 8 intervention evoked in me a feeling I had forgotten about. A feeling that is a mix of power, amusement, cheekiness. Facilitated primarily by the act being a performance, as a group, though spread out. I have been in interventions before to know that the next time I am standing around in a crowded market, and a man comes really really close, I will still feel threatened. Coz that is my real life, with no sticker, no pamphlet/testimonial, no performative posture. So the intervention is invariably for me a treat- my day out for fun- I feel like saying out loud to those threatening shopkeepers giving me '' u think you re liberated? Let me show you...." looks that today if they mess with me, I have enough recourse to resort to. So I can stare back. Tomorrow I will again walk away with greater vigour.</span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" >Rest of my thoughts are still jumbled, will add to this soon.</span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Blank Noise Action Hero, Annie Zaidi shares her experience:<br /><br /></span><div face="times new roman"></div><div face="times new roman">I had not been able the wear the exact garment I wore when I was last harassed, because this was in December-Jan and I was dressed in wollens. I high-neck sweater, jeans, a longer woolen jacket and sports shoes. To get an approximation in which I would not die in this weather, I had worn a full-sleeved, loose-ish shirt and jeans. </div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"></div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman">Wearing that garment, I didn't feel much. I was as covered as covered could be, but I did realise that if I had been wearing anything less - maybe a sleeveless shirt - or a skirt or even a saree, I would have been wondering whether it was because of my clothes, because the idea is just so deeply rooted in my head that somehow, I must be responsible. </div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"></div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman">I had been to two other interventions in Sarojini Nagar so was familiar with some of the dynamics of that space and was partially correct. What I was surprised by was the reactions from the men, which was only possible because our volunteers were mingling with them and eavesdropping on what the men said. Some of it was predictable stuff, but I was taken aback by some of it. I guess, I had assumed that the people who looked on and watched would at least feel apathetic, not hostile. The hostility was something I do not understand, because the only thing you can put it down to is malice and perhaps, a mixture of guilt and misogyny?</div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"></div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman">Engaging with the street: well, I have to confess I was a little bit distracted because we were in a clothes market and I was also looking around. But it was interesting too, because a lot of the shop-keepers around seemed hostile. Was it because they thought our activities would hurt their business?</div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"></div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman">Standing around was difficult because it was so crowded and there really was no place for cycles and bikes and carts and stalls to move between us. The letters worked, I think. They usually do, and if nothing, they break the taboo and silence surrounding sexual harassment, and that is the first step.</div><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br />Sharad Kapoor and Nitin Sarin were our 'spies', disperesed in the public observing public reaction and making a note of it. Here's what they literally noted down-<br /><br /></span><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman">* On being asked what you all were doing "yeh jo ladkion ke chedakhani hai unke lie kuch hai, hona kya hai insab se bhaisaab hindustan main, aaj tendulkar kal dhoni " ( these things come and go and no one pays heed to them)<br /><br /><div>* " Kyun bhai aurat nhn kar sakti kya yeh sab, unke lie bhi kuch hona chahiye "- ( don't women harass men on the streets? We need a campaign 'against' women as well.)<br /><br />* A girl took the letter and just tore it part. ( we will address the why some women chose to tear and throw away the letter- what causes that reaction. Also note the reaction below).<br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br />* We noticed one of the girl who was given a letter, started laughing after reading the letter and said " pta nhn kya karte rehte hain, what's this shit"?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">* A shopkeeper had a plaster on his hand and said" mere ko bhi saza mil chuko hai is cheez ki, aap hi karoge apko bhi yahan photo lagegi" showing me the pamphlet.<br /><br />( he said- i have been punished for harassing women- pointing to the plaster on his hand. He told Sharad that if you sexually harass a woman, your photo will be printed on the pamphlet.)<br /></span></div><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Content:</span><br /><br />The pamphlet being referred to is <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/photoInclude/blogger/3044/801/1600/_MG_3370.0.jpg">here</a><br /><br />The three letters given to strangers were selected from participating blogger's testimonials from the 2006 blogathon. Annie Zaidi selected them.<br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Dear Stranger </span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">I used to carefully calculate my outfit before leaving the house - I had to make sure my shirt wasn't too tight, my bra strap was safely invisible, my jeans weren't too low, my skirt wasn't too short - and despite the (positively oppressive) precautions I took, I still got pinched, poked, grabbed. Day after day after day. </span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">No more. </span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Now I wear what I want because it doesn't make a difference. I didn't ask for it, I don't ask for it. I never will ask for it. </span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">If you know what I am talking about, come stand with me anytime between 5 30- 6 30 pm this evening.</span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Today, I am wearing the clothes I wore when I had been sexually harassed/ violated/ ‘eve teased’ on the street.</span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">There is no such thing as ‘asking for it’.</span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Sincerely,</span><br />( signed by the Action Hero).<br /><br /><br />Dear Stranger<br />In Delhi, I was warned against wearing shorts to the gym so I wore my track pants the first day. I almost passed out from the heat while working out and resolved to wear my shorts the next day onwards. I wasn’t about to let fear of being harassed interfere with something as mundane as a good workout. I came up with a theory that if I appeared confident and unafraid, no one would harass me. I glared at any men who came too close and sure enough nobody harassed me.<br />This gave me the confidence to venture out alone to Connaught Place. I wore a knee length skirt, hailed an auto rickshaw and made my way to meet my friends in CP. On my way there I noticed a man on a motorcycle driving beside me and staring. I didn’t give it much thought and just looked away. When I got off the man also got off his bike and accosted me. He asked me for my number. I was taken aback but thought he was on of those “I would like to be friends with you” guys. I walked in another direction but he wouldn’t go away. I was zigzagging through cars trying to get away. He shouted at me “What do you think you are? I know exactly what you do!” I was too confused to react. What did that guy mean? What give him any indication of “What I am?” I looked around at people thinking if they would protect me if he tried anything funny. Fortunately I spotted my friend and walked towards her. As I was telling her about the incident the man disappeared. She told me that while she was waiting for me in front of the Wimpy’s an uncle-ji tried to feel her up. She even pointed him out while we walked away.<br />On my way back I kept watching out for any motorcycle that stayed with us for more than a couple of miles. Nothing had changed since I was a fourteen year old girl afraid to walk home from my bus stop after school.<br />We weren’t asking for it. No matter what we wear, we NEVER ask for it.<br />If you know what I am talking about, come stand with me anytime between 5 30- 6 30 pm this evening.<br />Today, I am wearing the clothes I wore when I had been sexually harassed/ violated/ ‘eve teased’ on the street.<br />There is no such thing as ‘asking for it’.<br />Sincerely,<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"></div>Jasmeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13512982989981340707noreply@blogger.com