“I was coming back from work when I heard the news about the gang rape. I don’t know how to describe the feeling. It was like swallowing hot coal. I rushed to the president’s house with a few friends and thousands of people had gathered there to show solidarity. I was inspired by many humans of Delhi at that time, their togetherness, their boldness. It was a very different kind of energy. At one point we were thrown inside a police van and dumped several kilo meters away but we returned back to re-join the protest. I stayed there for 3 night and only went home once to get my toothbrush. There I met young boys and girls who were willing to work for change and we formed a loose alliance to raise awareness of the many prevalent social ills. We would go to cinema halls, cricket matches and other big events and stand with a placard that read, ‘While you enjoy, someone is being raped. Come join the protest.’ We also would do plays. There was this one play where I was the lead and I had to enact being raped. It was intense. I remember, after the play, I looked around and saw everyone break down.” (2/3) (Pushpa Gurung, Lakeside Pokhara)