As I sit in my comfortable Lutyen’s Delhi home, my daughter and I are watching a rare clear blue sky with different clouds being interpreted as her favourite animal. Then I read a news flash that sends shivers down my spine and makes me wonder about the safety of my own young one. She is five and maybe one day two decades later she could be at the receiving end of the gaze of powerful man who would use his position to sexually exploit her. The probability of that happening is less than her chances of being in a car crash. But this is the reality even though one hopes it doesn’t come true. That doesn’t scare me because my wife and I hope we can raise her to understand the world around her, in all its shades. Yet what does scare me is that if we do raise her the way we would want and ensure that she is empowered enough to be able to speak out against powerful men who young girls are easy prey, would she have to suffer seven years of sheer torture and still come out without even the dignity of justice?