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NEW DELHI, India – Every morning, Gitanjali Chaudhry, 17, walks to her high school through a labyrinth of temples and vegetable markets.
NEW DELHI, India – Every morning, Gitanjali Chaudhry, 17, walks to her high school through a labyrinth of temples and vegetable markets. Along with her books, she carries an Indian version of Mace a bag of chili powder and a pouch of safety pins to fend off the often boorish men who loiter in the narrow passageways.
“We learned that women have to be brave,” said Chaudhry, a loquacious, ponytailed girl who wants to be a lawyer. She has started attending increasingly popular neighborhood classes on self-defense for women.