Are we being too utopian…
Another rape in the city and it starts all over again. This, it seems, has become a usual ritual now. Every time we witness an incident in which a girl’s life gets shattered and her soul mutilated, left alone to face the wrath of cruel fate, we suddenly get out of our slumber and our hibernating conscious yells at the top of its voice against this mistreatment. How dangerous the city has grown for girls; how sex starved the society has become; how insensitive we have turned to women; these are the usual thoughts, which emerge in the media, reflecting what society thinks, the day after the incident. Another round of rallies, press conferences and questioning in the parliament; every one seems to try to gain political mileage; a part of that ritual. But all this is no good, as far as these reoccurring incidents are concerned. The number of rapes, attempted rape or for that matter the cases of girls being harassed in buses, market places or secluded spots are not decreasing but only on a high, everywhere in the country, be it villages, small cities or metropolitans. Many factors are to be blamed; even those who pretend to be safe guarding society’s interests. Media is not sacrosanct too. I’ll talk about that in next posts, but first about the incident which once again hogged a bigger chunk of the total newsprint on Monday. The north eastern girl who was picked up and raped by 4 of the men (who by any standards don’t deserved to be identified as humans) in the middle of the night; at 2 a.m., to be precise.
Keeping all my sensibilities intact, diverting all my sympathies towards that girl and her family, and heaping all my hate to those maniacs, I argue, the girl was equally responsible for her fate today. Without being philosophical let me put my logic clearly and simply.
What would you do if you were a puny buck in the jungle, where a tiger was always on the prowl? What would you do if you were to share the only pond in the jungle for water with that mighty beast? Of course you wouldn’t venture out at a time when the tiger is expected at the pond for water, if you are with some brain. And if you don’t, you’ll be his dinner soon. The moral of the story is that, if you know that a danger lurks there, avoid it, unless you really want to encounter it and give it a fight. But in no times have we heard a buck giving a fight to a tiger. I am exactly putting this story in an urban context. No I am not saying that we live in a jungle, but is it less than a jungle?
That girl did the same mistake. At 2 a.m. in the night, anybody would think twice to venture out, leaving one’s safe digs. Delhi is notorious for all the things, which anybody would disgust. Rash driving, drunkard brawls, midnight loots, prostitution, rapes; you name it and it is here. In a situation like this, is it safe to step out of your dwellings after a deadline?
Let’s try to pick bits and draw a blueprint of what may have happened that night – these two girls, who according to some, went out for a tea brake; some midnight snack; for just taking a walk after a long study session at a spot like that, which is already notorious for many anti social activities. These men, must be high on booze, as it was a Saturday night may have assumed that either these two girls are prostitutes, or just two helpless girls and picking those up would guarantee a free sex, in either of the cases, as it was thick dark and an odd hour of the night. Unfortunately, they were proved helpless girls. Many other post crime theories may erupt as we go into the forensic details and that’s almost insignificant here. The point is that we mustn’t forget that we are the most efficient custodians of our safety and no one else. We are not living in a utopian society, where everything is sacrosanct and morality rules. No country in the world, no society is a utopian society and it’s foolish to expect it. When the rule of the jungle prevails, remember, the fittest survives.
Keeping all my sensibilities intact, diverting all my sympathies towards that girl and her family, and heaping all my hate to those maniacs, I argue, the girl was equally responsible for her fate today. Without being philosophical let me put my logic clearly and simply.
What would you do if you were a puny buck in the jungle, where a tiger was always on the prowl? What would you do if you were to share the only pond in the jungle for water with that mighty beast? Of course you wouldn’t venture out at a time when the tiger is expected at the pond for water, if you are with some brain. And if you don’t, you’ll be his dinner soon. The moral of the story is that, if you know that a danger lurks there, avoid it, unless you really want to encounter it and give it a fight. But in no times have we heard a buck giving a fight to a tiger. I am exactly putting this story in an urban context. No I am not saying that we live in a jungle, but is it less than a jungle?
That girl did the same mistake. At 2 a.m. in the night, anybody would think twice to venture out, leaving one’s safe digs. Delhi is notorious for all the things, which anybody would disgust. Rash driving, drunkard brawls, midnight loots, prostitution, rapes; you name it and it is here. In a situation like this, is it safe to step out of your dwellings after a deadline?
Let’s try to pick bits and draw a blueprint of what may have happened that night – these two girls, who according to some, went out for a tea brake; some midnight snack; for just taking a walk after a long study session at a spot like that, which is already notorious for many anti social activities. These men, must be high on booze, as it was a Saturday night may have assumed that either these two girls are prostitutes, or just two helpless girls and picking those up would guarantee a free sex, in either of the cases, as it was thick dark and an odd hour of the night. Unfortunately, they were proved helpless girls. Many other post crime theories may erupt as we go into the forensic details and that’s almost insignificant here. The point is that we mustn’t forget that we are the most efficient custodians of our safety and no one else. We are not living in a utopian society, where everything is sacrosanct and morality rules. No country in the world, no society is a utopian society and it’s foolish to expect it. When the rule of the jungle prevails, remember, the fittest survives.
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