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U.K., France warn of rape threat in India after attack on Danish tourist
In the aftermath of the gang rape of a Danish tourist in New Delhi, the United Kingdom and France have revised their travel advisories to urge women to exercise caution when travelling in India.
The brutal attack earlier this week on a 51-year-old Danish woman highlights the plague of sexual violence in India and threatens to tarnish the country’s tourism industry.
An advisory from the British Foreign and Commonwealth Office notes that “serious sexual attacks” involving women from Poland, Germany and Denmark have been reported in India so far this year. It urged female tourists to be alert, even while travelling in groups.
“Women should use caution when travelling in India. Reported cases of sexual assault against women and young girls are increasing; recent sexual attacks against female visitors in tourist areas and cities show that foreign women are also at risk,” says the advisory, which was updated on Thursday.
The French Foreign Ministry also amended its advisory on Thursday to mention the gang rape against the Danish woman and noted that sexual assaults were on the rise.
“Several recent incidents show that foreign women or expatriates can also be the victims of this type of behaviour,” it says.
France is recommending “the utmost prudence,” especially in Paharganj, a district near the Delhi train station popular with backpackers because of its discount hotels.
Canada’s Foreign Affairs department did not respond to requests for comment on whether it also plans to amend its travel advisory for India. Canada’s current notice mentions increased sexual violence against women, saying they should avoid travelling alone, especially at night.
Meanwhile, Indian police said Friday they had arrested three more people accused in the knife-point gang rape of the Danish tourist. A police statement says those taken into custody Friday include one juvenile. The other two are aged 20 and 24, and both are homeless.
Friday’s arrests raised the number of accused attackers in police custody to six. Police said they were closing in on at least two others allegedly involved in Tuesday’s attack, which lasted nearly three hours and happened near Connaught Place, a popular shopping area in the heart of New Delhi.
Last week, an 18-year-old German charity worker said she was assaulted on a train in southern India by a fellow passenger.
Violence against women in India has caused increasing alarm since the fatal gang rape of a 23-year-old Indian physiotherapy student in New Delhi in December, 2012. Several foreign tourists also have been targeted in attacks that have received international attention, although Indian women are assaulted far more frequently.
With reports from Tu Thanh Ha and The Associated Press.
Delhi gang rape: why India is not safe for solo women - Telegraph
Why India is not safe for solo women
Giddily piling into rickshaws, I was the first to discover that sitting in the front seat means that many drivers will look for the ‘radio’ between your thighs. Hands were slipped underneath our trousers while we watched a fireworks display. Holi, the festival of colour in which people throw paint at each other was a free-for-all for Indian men intent on daubing the front of our shirts with coloured powders. The list goes on.
When we visited, around three years ago, we were prepared for the poverty; we’d read the guidebooks back to front to learn the scams and the tricks that thieves employ to steal cameras and iPods. We weren’t warned that travelling without a man in India is an invitation for unwanted advances.
At the start, we simply did not know how to react. If truth be told, whenever we were placed in uncomfortable positions, we simply felt deeply embarrassed. We would push the offending limbs away with a nervous laugh and make as quick an escape as possible. After a month, however, we learned this is not always an adequate solution.
In Tamil Nadu, we decided to go swimming at a popular beach. We knew women were fully clothed in the water, and dutifully presented ourselves, as usual, in t-shirts and full-length trousers. The beach was crowded with young men in swimming trunks soaking up the sun and chatting. A few older Indian ladies waded in the shallows in saris. We were greeted with the stares that all Westerners come to ignore, and we did just that.
As we swam into open water, we became aware we had been followed in by at least ten young men. Before we knew what had hit us, hands were everywhere. We screamed, and they darted nimbly away. A friend caught one of the boys and dealt him a sharp smack across the face as we beat a hasty retreat back to the beach. I can honestly say the experience counts among the most frightening ten minutes of my life.
In Pondicherry, we encountered an American exchange student from Kentucky. We bonded with her over horror stories of unprovoked remarks and sexual aggression. She was living in Bangalore and introduced us to a group of her male Indian friends. They were middle class, westernised, on our wavelength, and after a few days hanging out with them, we accepted the group’s invitation to travel back with them to Bangalore.
I have since felt very guilty about accepting their hospitality, because despite their invitation to stay, the men were worried sick for us. We stayed at the house of one of our new friends. Each morning, when he went to work, he would simply lock us into his flat until he came home. Initially we were outraged. He insisted that white women were a curiosity and it was not safe for us to sleep in an unlocked house in the mornings.
His suspicions were confirmed. Every single night that we stayed there, the Indian police would arrive asking for bribes. They claimed that we must be prostitutes, and only extortionate amounts would guarantee they would not press charges against our friends. It didn’t matter that everyone knew they were lying, and so every night our friends paid up. We would spend the evenings out in karaoke bars, or American cafes, but when we got home it would be the same story each time.
When they dropped us off at the airport for our flight to Calcutta, our friends offered us this advice: “When a man touches you, do what Indian women do: hit them, hard!” It is advice we followed from then on, as embarrassment gave way to anger.
India simply is not safe for unaccompanied women. We were told as much very often by older, educated Indian men. With a disbelieving shake of the head, they offered to pay for taxis to help us cross a city that they would not allow their daughters out alone in. Occasionally, a male guide or driver would be with us on our city excursions. If one of us were separated and preyed upon, the chaperones would always shout the same things: “Would you do this to your sister? Would you do this to your mother?” The question would be greeted with the same response by the offender: raised hands and a step backwards.
There is a disconnect in India. Women in general are the frequent targets of men who would never dream of letting their own sisters out in the same streets. Many will not have stopped to consider whether it is their actions and the actions of their friends that mean many women are prisoners in their own homes.
The cause of foreign women is not helped by the mental link established between white females and the pornography freely enjoyed in internet cafes around the country. But as we have recently seen, Indian women are exposed to some of the most shocking crimes of all.
My male friends in Bangalore have been consistently posting on Facebook their outrage at the treatment of women over the last few days. They bemoan the lack of respect in their society, and their outrage at government inaction. These men would never dream of touching a woman without her consent, but the reality is that many Indian men dream of just that.
The horror story of the poor young woman on a Delhi bus has elicited one reaction among most Indian men: “What if that were my sister? What if that were my wife?” That thought has provoked rioting in the streets, outrage and a determination that things must change. Amid all the politics, it is important to think of the women not only in India but around the world who instantly thought: “What if that were me?”. I reasoned that, at any time in India, it very easily could have been.
U.K., France warn of rape threat in India after attack on Danish tourist
In the aftermath of the gang rape of a Danish tourist in New Delhi, the United Kingdom and France have revised their travel advisories to urge women to exercise caution when travelling in India.
The brutal attack earlier this week on a 51-year-old Danish woman highlights the plague of sexual violence in India and threatens to tarnish the country’s tourism industry.
An advisory from the British Foreign and Commonwealth Office notes that “serious sexual attacks” involving women from Poland, Germany and Denmark have been reported in India so far this year. It urged female tourists to be alert, even while travelling in groups.
“Women should use caution when travelling in India. Reported cases of sexual assault against women and young girls are increasing; recent sexual attacks against female visitors in tourist areas and cities show that foreign women are also at risk,” says the advisory, which was updated on Thursday.
The French Foreign Ministry also amended its advisory on Thursday to mention the gang rape against the Danish woman and noted that sexual assaults were on the rise.
“Several recent incidents show that foreign women or expatriates can also be the victims of this type of behaviour,” it says.
France is recommending “the utmost prudence,” especially in Paharganj, a district near the Delhi train station popular with backpackers because of its discount hotels.
Canada’s Foreign Affairs department did not respond to requests for comment on whether it also plans to amend its travel advisory for India. Canada’s current notice mentions increased sexual violence against women, saying they should avoid travelling alone, especially at night.
Meanwhile, Indian police said Friday they had arrested three more people accused in the knife-point gang rape of the Danish tourist. A police statement says those taken into custody Friday include one juvenile. The other two are aged 20 and 24, and both are homeless.
Friday’s arrests raised the number of accused attackers in police custody to six. Police said they were closing in on at least two others allegedly involved in Tuesday’s attack, which lasted nearly three hours and happened near Connaught Place, a popular shopping area in the heart of New Delhi.
Last week, an 18-year-old German charity worker said she was assaulted on a train in southern India by a fellow passenger.
Violence against women in India has caused increasing alarm since the fatal gang rape of a 23-year-old Indian physiotherapy student in New Delhi in December, 2012. Several foreign tourists also have been targeted in attacks that have received international attention, although Indian women are assaulted far more frequently.
With reports from Tu Thanh Ha and The Associated Press.
Delhi gang rape: why India is not safe for solo women - Telegraph
Why India is not safe for solo women
Giddily piling into rickshaws, I was the first to discover that sitting in the front seat means that many drivers will look for the ‘radio’ between your thighs. Hands were slipped underneath our trousers while we watched a fireworks display. Holi, the festival of colour in which people throw paint at each other was a free-for-all for Indian men intent on daubing the front of our shirts with coloured powders. The list goes on.
When we visited, around three years ago, we were prepared for the poverty; we’d read the guidebooks back to front to learn the scams and the tricks that thieves employ to steal cameras and iPods. We weren’t warned that travelling without a man in India is an invitation for unwanted advances.
At the start, we simply did not know how to react. If truth be told, whenever we were placed in uncomfortable positions, we simply felt deeply embarrassed. We would push the offending limbs away with a nervous laugh and make as quick an escape as possible. After a month, however, we learned this is not always an adequate solution.
In Tamil Nadu, we decided to go swimming at a popular beach. We knew women were fully clothed in the water, and dutifully presented ourselves, as usual, in t-shirts and full-length trousers. The beach was crowded with young men in swimming trunks soaking up the sun and chatting. A few older Indian ladies waded in the shallows in saris. We were greeted with the stares that all Westerners come to ignore, and we did just that.
As we swam into open water, we became aware we had been followed in by at least ten young men. Before we knew what had hit us, hands were everywhere. We screamed, and they darted nimbly away. A friend caught one of the boys and dealt him a sharp smack across the face as we beat a hasty retreat back to the beach. I can honestly say the experience counts among the most frightening ten minutes of my life.
In Pondicherry, we encountered an American exchange student from Kentucky. We bonded with her over horror stories of unprovoked remarks and sexual aggression. She was living in Bangalore and introduced us to a group of her male Indian friends. They were middle class, westernised, on our wavelength, and after a few days hanging out with them, we accepted the group’s invitation to travel back with them to Bangalore.
I have since felt very guilty about accepting their hospitality, because despite their invitation to stay, the men were worried sick for us. We stayed at the house of one of our new friends. Each morning, when he went to work, he would simply lock us into his flat until he came home. Initially we were outraged. He insisted that white women were a curiosity and it was not safe for us to sleep in an unlocked house in the mornings.
His suspicions were confirmed. Every single night that we stayed there, the Indian police would arrive asking for bribes. They claimed that we must be prostitutes, and only extortionate amounts would guarantee they would not press charges against our friends. It didn’t matter that everyone knew they were lying, and so every night our friends paid up. We would spend the evenings out in karaoke bars, or American cafes, but when we got home it would be the same story each time.
When they dropped us off at the airport for our flight to Calcutta, our friends offered us this advice: “When a man touches you, do what Indian women do: hit them, hard!” It is advice we followed from then on, as embarrassment gave way to anger.
India simply is not safe for unaccompanied women. We were told as much very often by older, educated Indian men. With a disbelieving shake of the head, they offered to pay for taxis to help us cross a city that they would not allow their daughters out alone in. Occasionally, a male guide or driver would be with us on our city excursions. If one of us were separated and preyed upon, the chaperones would always shout the same things: “Would you do this to your sister? Would you do this to your mother?” The question would be greeted with the same response by the offender: raised hands and a step backwards.
There is a disconnect in India. Women in general are the frequent targets of men who would never dream of letting their own sisters out in the same streets. Many will not have stopped to consider whether it is their actions and the actions of their friends that mean many women are prisoners in their own homes.
The cause of foreign women is not helped by the mental link established between white females and the pornography freely enjoyed in internet cafes around the country. But as we have recently seen, Indian women are exposed to some of the most shocking crimes of all.
My male friends in Bangalore have been consistently posting on Facebook their outrage at the treatment of women over the last few days. They bemoan the lack of respect in their society, and their outrage at government inaction. These men would never dream of touching a woman without her consent, but the reality is that many Indian men dream of just that.
The horror story of the poor young woman on a Delhi bus has elicited one reaction among most Indian men: “What if that were my sister? What if that were my wife?” That thought has provoked rioting in the streets, outrage and a determination that things must change. Amid all the politics, it is important to think of the women not only in India but around the world who instantly thought: “What if that were me?”. I reasoned that, at any time in India, it very easily could have been.
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