For the last few days the media has been fraught with the news of gunning down of Rahul Raj by Mumbai police….A young overzealous boy, incensed at the ongoing maltreatment meted out to UPites and Bihar’s in Mumbai by MNS workers..decided to take up the cudgels for his fellow statesmen against the perpetrators of the crime who happen to be his countrymen…
An ugly series of accusations among politicians has followed about the need to encounter, with Maharashtrians defending the move and Bihar politicians among others condemning what they call an highly uncalled for an could be avoided encounter.
However all this usual mudsling and a covert attempt to gain political mileage by highly unscrupulous and disdainful politicians, has shockingly shrouded the larger issue of why did a bright young boy with not even an iota of track record of illegal activity of any kind took such a drastic step ?
This unfortunate incidence unfortunately seems to have brought my worst fears to truth.
Various terror outfits, either in India or abroad have born out of the torture, manhandling and suppression of a weaker section of a society by the stronger ones.
Be it Naxalism..with poor labourers ill-treated by their wealthy feudal land lords for years or the Sikh terrorism in Punjab which gained disastrous proportions as a retaliation against mass killing of Sikhs after Indira Gandhi’s assasination… Be it Palestine or Balkan states or Maoists movement against the monarchy in Nepal.. The uprisings have been caused by the hostilities meted out by one section of the society to another. However, most of these movements invariably swayed away from their cause and eventually tread the same path of injustice and harming innocent public.
My fear is that the current hatred movement in Mumbai against UPites and Biharis , has all the potents of being snowballing into a far more serious menace of a new terrorism…Bhaiyya Terrorism….And the Rahul Raj’s misadventure could be the epochal episode marking its beginning if this hatred and hostility continues for long…
There has been a lot of provocative pin pricking not only by Raj Thackrey and his team of Hooligans but also by the self proclaimed flag bearers of UP and Bihar pride (Read politicians like Laloo Yadav and RamVilas Paswan etc.).. In their usual cavalier disdain towards the nation and the people whose interest they claim to safeguard all that the politicians have been doing is to feed their dirty political objectives…
I was really shocked by the news of Laloo Yadav apathetically stoking the emotional flames by announcing to send a train from Bihar to Maharashtra for Chhat Puja. I could not understand that how could that have helped the UPites and Biharis from MNS torture.
This came very close to the heels of his threat to stop trains in Mahrashtra..….None shows the foul attitudes and hideous intents of our politicians better than Laloo’s misconception of owning railways if he is the Railway minister.
With this hatred campaign of MNS which Shiv Sena has been propagating for long we must ask if this will mark the beginning of various groups and sub groups already claiming reservation and perks their own exclusive territories… And India with its unique composition of thousands of small ethnic groups will again move to a prehistoric system of clan based society.
Any steps taken against the immigrants will be initiation of another problem than the solution.. Ten years hence we may witness another such ugly contest between Konkans and Vidhrbha in Maharashtra…West UP and East UP…Doaba and Malwa in Punjab…so on and so forth.
Where will this buck stop????
Defection of people from the lesser prosperous regions to a wealthy land of opportunities is a worldwide phenomena. London houses a lot of Polish and East European population.. A lot of Indians we proudly call as NRI’s have moved to various parts of world in search of greener pastures.
However, the solution does not lie in perpetrating hatred against the immigrants but creating enough earning opportunities in places like Bihar and UP instead of resort to confrontationist and equally destructive practices the likes of Raj Thackrey and Laloo has initiated.
A lot of soul searching needs to be done by Bihar and UP politicians to find out why it’s per capita contribution to Indian exchequer is so low as compare to its per capita criminal cases to the Indian courts…
It has become highly fashionable in political circuits to criticize Narendra Modi for his ‘Communal agenda’ but most fail to see his contribution to the Gujarat by making it the country’s economic power….
The only solution lies in the creation of enough opportunities for everyone at the pan India level…At least immigrant bashing and anti immigrant movements will do nothing but spark the flame of revolutions and terror and the only innocent LOCALS will be at the receiving end…..
There is dire need at this time for someone sitting at a high chair with some authority to get to the gravity of the problem at hand instead of fanning the flames, else this seemingly small spark may assume the form of disastrous and inexorable conflagration..
Monday, November 3, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Aamchi Local S'train'
Once a friend of mine happened to ask me about the highlight of Mumbai life, to which I instantly replied the ubiquitous crowd which flows unabatedly and tirelessly in its various forms. On road it assumes the shape of snarl ups and long jams; on pathways it can be experienced by innumerable jostles; It also makes its presence felt by long queues and packed restaurants.
However, no other nature of human assembling can match the power ‘packed’ display of the God’s beloved creation in its Tsunami like avatar at the railway stations which evolves into even more forceful flow inside the trains.
No better spectacle of human power is on offer than the entry in the local train. At the first and the slightest of conceivable moment a human being can plausibly board the train in motion, a wave of people rush powerfully inside to capture the seats in a warlike manner. The speed at which they remorselessly bang their arses on to seats reminds me of the musical chair game I used to play as kids. One needs to be amply experienced, agile and also powerful to be able get a seat in the train where a place to stand with just enough breathing space eludes even the most seasoned travelers like feminine grace does to Rakhi Sawant.
Living in Mumbai for last couple of years I have also been the part of this mad rush and also learned a few basic tricks but still far off from being called a cat.
I still remember the days when I would wait for a relatively empty train just to let go a series of trains one after another convincing myself that the next train could have less people. However, this misplaced optimism would fetch me nothing but my boss’s fury for getting late, as the every next train I pegged my hopes on would be as packed as the previous one.
Being a mute spectator to this everyday game of ‘Local Train Rugby’, I decided to be a player and sooner I learned that all I had to do to be on board was to ungenerously subject my unwilling body to front of the door and the mob would do its part to push me inside. This courage however, had its own flip side as all my body parts would gang up and retaliate later with vengeance for this ignorance and torture.
Sooner I realized that it’s just the beginning.. getting on to the train is just a labour pain and being inside is the more painful struggle…..struggle of survival….Survival of the fittest..
And as the great Chinese scholar Confucius would say.....'If a women can't escape the rape she should enjoy it"
I also started started enjoying and finding positives out of unavoidable everyday rape inflicted upon me by the local train journey...
Will soon be posting on the POSITIVE side of a literally ‘HAIR RAISING’ experience of traveling in the local train.
However, no other nature of human assembling can match the power ‘packed’ display of the God’s beloved creation in its Tsunami like avatar at the railway stations which evolves into even more forceful flow inside the trains.
No better spectacle of human power is on offer than the entry in the local train. At the first and the slightest of conceivable moment a human being can plausibly board the train in motion, a wave of people rush powerfully inside to capture the seats in a warlike manner. The speed at which they remorselessly bang their arses on to seats reminds me of the musical chair game I used to play as kids. One needs to be amply experienced, agile and also powerful to be able get a seat in the train where a place to stand with just enough breathing space eludes even the most seasoned travelers like feminine grace does to Rakhi Sawant.
Living in Mumbai for last couple of years I have also been the part of this mad rush and also learned a few basic tricks but still far off from being called a cat.
I still remember the days when I would wait for a relatively empty train just to let go a series of trains one after another convincing myself that the next train could have less people. However, this misplaced optimism would fetch me nothing but my boss’s fury for getting late, as the every next train I pegged my hopes on would be as packed as the previous one.
Being a mute spectator to this everyday game of ‘Local Train Rugby’, I decided to be a player and sooner I learned that all I had to do to be on board was to ungenerously subject my unwilling body to front of the door and the mob would do its part to push me inside. This courage however, had its own flip side as all my body parts would gang up and retaliate later with vengeance for this ignorance and torture.
Sooner I realized that it’s just the beginning.. getting on to the train is just a labour pain and being inside is the more painful struggle…..struggle of survival….Survival of the fittest..
And as the great Chinese scholar Confucius would say.....'If a women can't escape the rape she should enjoy it"
I also started started enjoying and finding positives out of unavoidable everyday rape inflicted upon me by the local train journey...
Will soon be posting on the POSITIVE side of a literally ‘HAIR RAISING’ experience of traveling in the local train.
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