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Delhi Rapes




I’m getting increasingly convinced that Delhi can only rape. 

Ms Sheila Dikshit can shed crocodile tears on the umpteen TV channels to which she condescended to give interviews after the most recent and most publicised gang rape.  I watched her on Times Now, NDTV, and CNN.  She might have given interviews to many other channels too.  She looked like a wax statue that one sees at madametussaudsThat look may be a  gift of current international politics, I grant.   Buy and Sell kind of international politics.  Use and Throw kind of politics.

This Buy and Sell+ Use and Throw is what I learnt about as I was on a routine duty today.  I cannot mention the duty and the place as well as the people involved because of the oath of secrecy that even a stupid school teacher has to take these days.

The duty brought a Delhi policeman face to face with me.  As we waited wasting our time as demanded by our duties [his as a policeman and mine as a school teacher], he asked me what I thought of the most recent and most publicised rape case in Delhi.  I said that Delhi was beyond my understanding.  I couldn’t express myself any better in Hindi.

The policeman opened up.  In fluent and passionate Hindi.  He told me that Delhi was the most corrupt place in the world.  He said that the history of the corrupt practices taking place in Delhi Police in one day alone could fill more pages than the book I was holding [I was holding Hilary Mantel’s Bring Up the Bodies of which I could not read even a single line, thanks to the policeman.  And the policeman fingered with the pages of my book more times than I would have tolerated].  He said that the criminals involved in the current rape case would be out of the prison as soon as the media leave them.  He said that the same criminals would continue to rape many other women from the next week.  “There are so many people behind these crimes, bhai saab,” he said.  “Too much money.”

I was soon joined by an alumnus of my school, a former student of mine.  He is now a prominent member of a national political party.  He said among many things that a head constable of Delhi Police has constructed a house costing Rs 60 lakh.  “Where did the money come from, Sir?  Can a policeman manage it with his salary?” 

I looked at my rickety scooter.  I wondered about the house that I was going to construct when I retire from the profession of teaching.  I remembered Naipaul’s novel, A House for Mr Biswas.

I realised I was being distracted.  I am too silly for Delhi .

The Delhi policeman gave vent to his ire.  My student asked me why I was continuing in this profession of school teaching.  I requested [almost begged] him to leave me alone in my profession.  I don’t want any promotion, I guaranteed him.  I don’t want anything from anybody.  I’m happy with whatever my school is giving me.  What life is giving me.  This same student told me a year earlier that any Ram, Shyam or Rapist could buy a ticket of his political party for Rs 5 crore.  The amount was highly exaggerated, I thought at that time.  Now I know my student is wiser than me.  He was offering me a better job - for a price, of course. 

The policeman had taken a backseat when the student came.  The student called him back to continue the conversation.  “Take some sunlight,” said the student.  The policeman barked something that I didn’t understand. 

I love Delhi, nevertheless.  It’s so much better than my earlier workplace where the religious people ruled the roost and made my life miserable.  Real politics is far better than religious politics.

But I’m really looking forward to the time I’ll retire from this job and this place and go to my village where I’ll live with ... some simple people, I hope. 

I dream.  I’m a bloody Romantic

Comments

  1. I too have heard of this concept of dummy prisoners i.e. once the media attention is over, the real criminals come out whereas a paid prisoner completes the term.

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    1. Delhi seems to have infinite ways of saving the criminals from the law.

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  2. Very difficult for me to understand ... If the police is corrupt that is not Dixit's headache - Delhi Police comes under the Union Government, Home Ministry as far as I know. You seem to have put all your eggs into this one basket. The situation cannot be better in other places. Remember what the didi in Kolkata said about a case there - Marxist conspiracy!

    Elsewhere you said that the whole thing is "perversion" and wondered whether there is a solution. But here the tone appears changed - the implication here is that corruption is the root evil. I somehow do not want to get onto this "corruption" bandwagon. I a sure Iam wrong in being adamant. But, let it be, just as you are content with teaching!

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    1. This blog was written not to give any solutions but to merely highlight the views of two individuals.

      I feel quite helpless when I listen to such things. I feel nauseated, in fact. I'd rather live in the bliss of ignorance! (Romantic?)

      Yes, Ms Dikshit mentioned that the Delhi Police were not under her control. But law and order is not merely an issue of policing, I believe. Isn't it more a reflection of the value system that is prevalent? And doesn't the govt have any obligation to create a socio-political system that ensures certain values and principles...? No, no need to create any utopia, but at least a society where people can experience basic security?

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  3. The levels of evil doers may be more in Delhi, but other places are no better.

    Things are getting out of control, we only stand and watch and feel bewildered.

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    1. The increasing population of a city like Delhi (which tries to give the best possible to the underprivileged) creates most of the problems, Pattu. I love the way Delhi tries to help the poor. But I hate the way it encourages criminal elements to pour into the city.

      This is a very narrow view of the situation which is in fact very complex.

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  4. I really wish government take some stern steps against these crimes....ts high time they behave like dumb people around....

    http://itjusthappenandthen.blogspot.in/

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    1. I share your wish, Himani. The tragedy is that the govt may compromise with some legal modifications whereas what's really required is an overhaul of the socio-political system.

      Radical changes call for greater people than current politicians.

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    2. Very true....we can just wish of new India to be beyond petty politics...

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  5. The rapists and the policemen come from the same society.A lowly policeman today pays bribe for getting into the police force, prima facie it is futile to expect integrity to the cause (s)he is expected to perform. The top brass come through (fair) competitive examination which test the person only on physical fitness and performance in the common examination that is used to recruit administrators, diplomats , revenue collectors, accounts personnel as well as police officers.So a top policeman need not actually be a good policeman,with the exception of a handful, (S)he might be there by default, irrespective of aptitude or capability to be a good policeman.

    Whether it is the Delhi Government or the Home Ministry who controls the Delhi Police, for the common man, it hardly makes a difference in feeling 'safe' or 'unsafe'.

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    1. Aditi, the policeman who spoke to me mentioned that he feels bad the way bikers are targeted by policemen merely for the sake of extorting Rs100 each for some negligence like not having the insurance paper or something like that. He said that catching a hundred such bikers will be enough to live a comfortable life for the policemen. Yeah, you're right: the policeman has to make up the money he had paid as bribe to get his job. and then he will learn to extort in other ways. Let me add this also: the same policeman told me that he could shoot anybody with impunity today because there's a whole host of politicians and moneyed people to support such acts... Well, what I wrote in the blog is a fraction of what he told me.

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  6. Could you please in your next post give a complete version on what he revealed? Well I too wrote a post on this, dealing with self protection of women, I would love if you could share this with all the females you know! Thank You!

    http://dietheight.blogspot.in/2012/12/delhi-gang-rape-self-defense-tools-equipments-women.html

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    1. Dear friend, I write out of a sense of frustration. I don't record anything. Moreover, there are things I can't speak about for the sake of the persons involved in the conversation. If we were all transparent, the world would have been a paradise.

      Glad you...

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