We love concerts, we have to travel by public transport. And we meet the 'Frotteurs'. The one who 'touches' or 'rubs' and derives a certain sense of sexual pleasure.This is very common in crowded area. Intentional touching is so common and even if a genuine honest person by mistake touches us we intepret it in a bad way. Who is to blame here? The girl? The boy? The society? We have kept our mouths shut for years, men and women both. And now with a minimal provocation our mind thinks the worst. In name of culture we have so much tried to tame ourselves that now we just jump to conclusions, we get involved in riots without knowing anything, we participate in violence- verbal, physical. Why? We are never taught that. We do that because we have been always shunned. We have never been told why bad words are bad, they just are. And we all know how much the 'bad side' of the world attracts us. We are bad people, we never wanted to be. We just never knew what bad is. And in the pursuit of finding 'bad', we were so knee deep in it that we couldn't be good again. Froteurism is bad. It is no less than molestation. It affects the victim and all the silent spectators. Don't be silent. Speak. The world is filled with good people, but they are silent. Silence isn't always gold. Our silence fuels the loudness of the bad.