Skip to main content

When citizens seek death


Guj’s Muslim fishermen seek mass euthanasia.’ The headline in today’s New Indian Express is rather unnerving. The issue raises two questions. (1) Is the government meant only for a particular community of people? (2) Can euthanasia be permitted?

Whose India?

India has a Prime Minister who revelled in making statements against a particular community while he was a chief minister. When he became the PM, he stopped making such public utterances which were not only crude but also subhuman. But his attitude towards that community hasn’t undergone any improvement. In fact, he seems to think that India is meant only for one particular community. Mr Modi loves to travel all over the world and suggest solutions to international problems and environmental disasters. But back home, he is as parochial as a dog in its alley. This is the reason why the Muslim fishermen in Gujarat, Modi’s own state, seek death. They know that their future is bleak as long as Modi’s party remains in power. And the party will remain in power for quite some time, for all we know.

The Modi government has written off corporate loans amounting to eight lakh crores. That’s a huge amount, undoubtedly. Very huge, in fact. In the same country where the affluent people get such favours from Modi, poor people like farmers and fisherfolk are driven to suicide by denial of survival supports. Long ago, I wrote in this same space that Mr Modi’s strategy for eradicating poverty was eradication of the poor. Who does Modi really care for? The question is worth asking again and again. To whom does India belong under Modi’s pontificate?

Choose one’s death?

Can people be allowed to choose their death? I have written earlier in defence of euthanasia. I would certainly like to choose my death when I realise that my further life is pointless. I am a fervent supporter of euthanasia. But in the present case, where a community of people ask for the right to kill themselves because they are let down by their own government, there is something drastically wrong. It is a clear and sad indicator of the government’s failure to look after its own citizens. I won’t support that sort of euthanasia.

There are many places where the poor are being neglected by both state and central governments. Even Kerala which boasts of high standards of living has areas where people live in abject poverty. Attappadi is one. Infant mortality rate in that place of Adivasis is higher than the national average. The national infant mortality rate is 27. What it means is out of every 1000 infants born in the country 27 succumb to death before the age of one. Kerala’s infant mortality rate is an enviable 6. But in Kerala’s Attappadi, the rate is 32. 

A pregnant woman being taken to hospital in Attappadi

What Kerala is doing to the Adivasis of Attappadi is what Modi is doing to Muslims in the country. Some people are driven to their deaths by their own governments! Is it any wonder then if such people demand the right to die en masse?

We know that no court is going to give any people the permission to embrace death as a community. But the very demand made by the people should open the eyes of the government to certain harsh and painful realities in the country.

 

 

Comments

  1. Hari OM
    What painful reading... and one would observe that this is not a request for euthanasia at all (which is mercy killing of an individual in severe pain and irreversible health condition with death as its end anyway). It is, instead, a plea for mass suicide (which is sacrifice of one's life as no other option for relief from mental agony appears available). If this community is serious about their request, they will go ahead anyway. The intent here, though, appears to be raising the matter to as large an audience as possible. It is a politically sound alert to government, and society in general, that conditions are in a parlous state for this group. One holds one's breath wondering how it could even have reached this stage and what, in fact, the court will say about it... YAM xx
    A2Z Reflection

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. This request from the fisherfolk is a desperate means to draw the attention of the government to their miserable plight. Will the government care? What will the court do? I'm not quite optimistic.

      Delete
  2. Wonder if their dying throes of pain will ever be heard by the political who's who. Tragic state of affairs. Ethnic cleansing.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Yes, ethnic cleansing is happening though slowly and deviously.

      Delete
  3. What a world, cheering up the sweet- talker politicians and give them credit on the world stages, not really caring for what gruesome life tragedies they send people under their administration like mass suicide. In Kerala, the rulers take regular flights to the developed nation to get better treatments leaving the children of the people pushed to live in dismal facilities to die. What a Shame!!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Utter shame indeed. Our leaders are like vampires feeding on our blood.

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Adventures of Toto as a comic strip

  'The Adventures of Toto' is an amusing story by Ruskin Bond. It is prescribed as a lesson in CBSE's English course for class 9. Maggie asked her students to do a project on some of the lessons and Femi George's work is what I would like to present here. Femi converted the story into a beautiful comic strip. Her work will speak for itself and let me present it below.  Femi George Student of Carmel Public School, Vazhakulam, Kerala Similar post: The Little Girl

The Little Girl

The Little Girl is a short story by Katherine Mansfield given in the class 9 English course of NCERT. Maggie gave an assignment to her students based on the story and one of her students, Athena Baby Sabu, presented a brilliant job. She converted the story into a delightful comic strip. Mansfield tells the story of Kezia who is the eponymous little girl. Kezia is scared of her father who wields a lot of control on the entire family. She is punished severely for an unwitting mistake which makes her even more scared of her father. Her grandmother is fond of her and is her emotional succour. The grandmother is away from home one day with Kezia's mother who is hospitalised. Kezia gets her usual nightmare and is terrified. There is no one at home to console her except her father from whom she does not expect any consolation. But the father rises to the occasion and lets the little girl sleep beside him that night. She rests her head on her father's chest and can feel his heart...

Unromantic Men

Romance is a tenderness of the heart. That is disappearing even from the movies. Tenderness of heart is not a virtue anymore; it is a weakness. Who is an ideal man in today’s world? Shakespeare’s Romeo and Sarat Chandra Chattopadhyay’s Devdas would be considered as fools in today’s world in which the wealthiest individuals appear on elite lists, ‘strong’ leaders are hailed as nationalist heroes, and success is equated with anything other than traditional virtues. The protagonist of Colleen McCullough’s 1977 novel, The Thorn Birds [which sold more than 33 million copies], is torn between his idealism and his natural weaknesses as a human being. Ralph de Bricassart is a young Catholic priest who is sent on a kind of punishment-appointment to a remote rural area of Australia where the Cleary family arrives from New Zealand in 1921 to take care of the enormous estate of Mary Carson who is Paddy Cleary’s own sister. Meggy Cleary is the only daughter of Paddy and Fiona who have eight so...

Dine in Eden

If you want to have a typical nonvegetarian Malayali lunch or dinner in a serene village in Kerala, here is the Garden of Eden all set for you at Ramapuram [literally ‘Abode of Rama’] in central Kerala. The place has a temple each for Rama and his three brothers: Lakshmana, Bharata, and Shatrughna. It is believed that Rama meditated in this place during his exile and also that his brothers joined him for a while. Right in the heart of the small town is a Catholic church which is an imposing structure that makes an eloquent assertion of religious identity. Quite close to all these religious places is the Garden of Eden, Eden Thoppu in Malayalam, a toddy shop with a difference. Toddy is palm wine, a mild alcoholic drink collected from palm trees. In my childhood, toddy was really natural; i.e., collected from palm trees including coconut trees which are ubiquitous in Kerala. My next-door neighbours, two brothers who lived in the same house, were toddy-tappers. Toddy was a health...

Dark Fantasy

An old friend of mine was with me in my kitchen when Amazon’s delivery man rang to know the location of my residence. He was the same person who delivered all my cat food subscriptions regularly. “The location shown is confusing,” he explained. “I haven’t ordered anything,” I said having checked my profile on Amazon. He delivered the pack promptly enough and I was curious to see what it was. X, my friend, was in the kitchen cooking the prawns he had brought all the way from Kochi, his own city which reeks of seafoods naturally. “Dark Fantasy,” he mused when he saw the content of the package. Someone had sent me a box of Dark Fantasy cookies. I’m sure there isn’t any person on earth who keeps dark fantasies about me in their (her, as alleged by X) conscious/subconscious/unconscious mind. I wasn’t ever such a charming person at any time in my life. “Dark fantasy,” X said refusing to believe my deprecatory self-assessment though he knew it was quite true. “You never know where ...