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SO NOT THE HAPPIEST WAY TO BEGIN A YEAR – RAGE & FEAR!


For the first time since the Mumbai terror attacks, I felt that shiver down my spine. Even before I got time to take in the Connecticut school massacre, there comes the next – everyone saying ‘gang rape’ but from what I have been reading, this isn’t rape – it’s far worse! 

This is not to say that other tragedies have left me untouched. It’s just that what scares me more than anything else is the inhuman face of terror, brutality and cold blooded cruelty. Even I belong to the student community where travelling through different transportation systems, through all kinds of places and most importantly at very odd timings is a necessity. Whenever I step out, I have this feeling – it is cool..what can happen.. my friends are also there.. I will be fine etc etc. Probably my mother’s sleepless nights in prayers while am travelling has kept me safe so far – I don’t know!

She stepped out that day like always.. Am sure she spend some happy time with her guy.. And was thinking that she would be home and end the day like many of her other days.. But what awaited her is something that none on this planet to should ever go through again.

It is not the rape that I am talking about here – it is much more. It is violation of humanity, womanhood, life and in fact, one’s very existence on earth. Though the world did not end evidently as per the mayan calendar, looks like humanity did!

I am not blaming the government because we know – THERE IS NO POINT! In this regard, I must say, I am ashamed at the way they have been responding and handling the situation. But I cannot quit wondering about what is going on with human beings. Yes, sometimes you find people who are mentally sick. But are there too many of such psychopaths in our nation? I feel like avoiding the act of reading newspapers since a few days. With one such incident that created a jerk, so many others come up – unbelievable and hard to take matters! The best was when I read about a lady who was groped while she was protesting for this victim in Mumbai. Will things ever change? Can their head be straightened? Why so much desperation? I am ashamed. I am scared.

These incidents are an extreme manifestation of a problem that ticks around us all the time, waiting for the slightest provocation to explode in our faces. Do not be one of those who don’t read disturbing reports and prefers to stay cocooned in a false sense of security. In the real world, one comes across tempers on short leash, people quick to umbrage and ever prepared to strike back. We all need to be sensitive, alert and firm in zero tolerance policy and willing to help and protect the weakest in our society.

In my opinion, in any of such cases, death is the last option because it is the easiest punishment for the accused. They should be made to suffer for what they did, live every minute in pain and realize the intensity of their act and should be made an example for others so that nobody dares to do anything close to this incident.

It is so not the ‘happy new year’ mood but still I wish you all a safe and blessed 2013. After all, lessons learnt from yesterday and hope is what can make our tomorrows better. 





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