This does not exactly fit to mean or rude. But me being aggressive, it does.

This is from when I was was in the 12th standard and was returning back from school. I used to cycle all the way to the railway station leave my bicycle in the stand outside the station and board a train.

This special day, my bicycle got punctured and my dad dropped me on his way to office. Now I had to walk back home from the train station, a good 30 minutes.

I was planning on taking a shortcut. I had walked hardly 10 minutes when I reached a very long lonely alley which led to an open playground. On the alley I felt like I was being followed and turned back to see two young boys following me on a motorcycle, so I started walking fast. They too noticed my fear and started teasing passing lewd comments on the size of my skirt and how I walked.

I was hoping I'd reach the end of alley soon before they do something especially grope and get away because actually no one was passing by there then. So I finally reached the open playground when from the corner of my eye I saw the pillion reach out his hand towards me. That moment I knew he was trying to grope

I got scared shocked and angry and a mixture of many feelings led somehow my reflexes to work fast. I don't remember how, but they were so close that I grabbed that guy by his hand and collar and pulled him out. The movement of him made the driver disbalance as he was planning on speeding and he too lost balance and fell.

I started kicking him as he lay on the ground and he tried to cover his face I know he was hurt but I was furious and not thinking straight. He didn't even resist. I don't know what made me angry but as he tried to save himself I squatted over him and started slapping him left right repeating all the comments he passed earlier.

Now there were young boys playing football and their parents watching them play. They started shouting and running towards me and some of them towards the fallen rider. A lady got hold off me and a man pulled up my victim and enquired about the prior happenings. I explained to them what happened and without losing a beat the boy had the galls to say, “ this bitch is lying”. The next thing was That woman's reflexes too worked as fast as mine. “ Lying huh? Lying? she isn't lying you are”, she screamed, gave him a very tight slap and threatened both to take them to the police. I don't know what happened to them later but I was asked to leave. I started crying and left.

I was not completely done but was very satisfied with what I did because I had been groped earlier and could do nothing about it except cry and collect the frustration with nowhere to release.