She was 23. She came from Ballia from Eastern Uttar Pradesh in India. She was a paramedical student. On 16 December, she thought she was boarding a bus in Delhi. But in fact, she was boarding a nightmare. That nightmare has ended in a hospital in Singapore.
That is all we really know about her. And out of that much we have to construct an obituary for her. The media gave her names. Nirbhay. Damini. Amanat. But as Nilanjana Roy writes on her blog, "Don't tell me her name; I don't need to know it to cry for her."
In all the stories about the 23-year old rape victim as India's Braveheart, it's worth remembering this. She had no intention to be a braveheart. She didn't want to become a flickering candle on some dark street corner. She didn't want to become a symbol. Of sorrow. Of hope. Of our shame. Of anything really. Those are all identities we have given her. She just wanted to go home. Perhaps tell a friend what she thought of the movie she had just seen.
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