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1 Billion Rising: End to violence against women

1 Billion Rising: End to violence against women

The day will be marked as '1 billion rising' day and marches held in 194 nations to protest violence against women.

New Delhi: Renowned author and American playwright Eve Ensler has called for a billion people across the globe to join together to end violence against women this Valentine's Day in 194 countries.

Leading a billion voices across the globe, Ensler, who is best known for her play 'The Vagina Monologues', has said "the time has come; we're not tolerating it any more". The day will be marked worldwide as '1 billion rising' day and marches protesting violence against women in 194 countries will be held.

In the national capital, a march is scheduled at the Parliament Street at 5 PM. The movement seeks to highlight some disturbing facts about violence against women.

One in three women on the planet will be raped or beaten in her lifetime, one billion women violated is an atrocity and one billion women dancing is a revolution, the movement's official page said.

"On February 14, 2013, we are inviting one billion women and those who love them to walk out, dance, rise up, and demand an end to this violence. One billion rising will move the earth, activating women and men across every country. V-Day wants the world to see our collective strength, our numbers, our solidarity across borders," an official message posted on their Facebook page said.

"One billion rising is: A global strike, an invitation to dance, a call to men and women to refuse to participate in the status quo until rape and rape culture ends, an act of solidarity, demonstrating to women the commonality of their struggles and their power in numbers, a refusal to accept violence against women and girls as a given, a new time and a new way of being."

Filipina actress and singer Monique Wilson has recorded a new song for the 'One Billion Rising' movement.

In an interview to 'The Telegraph' Ensler said "her event aims to encourage people to strike, dance, shake the world in a series of artistic events and flash mobs."

Read Ensler's newest monologue 'Rising', written in Kerala for the women of India who lead the way.

This could have been anywhere

And was

Mexico City




Nighttime men


like wolves


for prey


that single dimly painted door

paying nothing

a couple of dollars

or euros


or pesos

to have her

Enter her

Eat her

Devour her

and throw away her bones.

This could have been anywhere

And was

A Buddhist nun on a bus

Trying to stay dry for the night

A woman leader speaking out against

The repressive government

A young woman traveling with her boyfriend

One lost her voice

The other her following

The last one her life

This could have been anywhere and was

Pink wooden crosses

A stack of stones

Red wilting carnations

Empty chairs in a square

Ribbons flying in a sultry wind

I ask Anna Nighat Kamla Monique Tanisha Emily

Why Why

Porque Eran Mujeres

Parce qu'elles etaient des femmes

Because they were women

Because they were women

This could have been anywhere

And was

Where she got fired for being too beautiful

Fined for drinking after she was raped

A serious offer to marry her rapist

Got told it was legitimate but not forcible

This could have been anywhere

They do such a thing

When the girls go for fire wood

Step into the lonely man's car

Drink a little too much at the college party

Wake up with her uncle's fingers inside

Run from the screaming machete and guns

Be taken at sunrise

Get a bullet in the brain for learning the alphabet

Be stoned for falling in love

Be burned for seeing the future

I am done

Cataloguing these horrors

Data Porn

2 million women raped and tortured

1 out of 3 women

a woman raped every minute

every second

one out of 2

one out of 5

the same




I am done counting

And recounting

Its time to tell a new story

It needs to be our story

It needs to be outrageous and unexpected

It needs to lose control in the middle

It needs to be sexy and in our hips

And our feet

It needs to be angry and a little scary the way storms can be scary

It needs to not ask permission

Or get permits or set up offices

Or make salaries

It wont be recorded or bought or sold

Or counted

It needs to just happen

It is not a question of inventing

But remembering

Buried under the leaves of trauma and sorrow

Beneath the river of

semen and squalor

vaginas and labias

shredded and extracted


body mines

mined bodies

It is not about asking now

Or waiting

It is about rising

Raise you arm my sister my brother

Raise your one


Your one heart

Your one of us

I used to be afraid of love

It hurt too much

What never happened

What got ripped away

The rape

The wound

And love

I thought

was salt

But I was wrong

I was wrong

Step into the fire

Raise your arm

Raise your one









first published:February 11, 2013, 13:51 IST