Sometimes you come across instances in Life, where you forget your pain/anger and start believing that yes I am at a better state.
Woke up today morning to see that my car was a bit ‘high’ in the air, elevated from ground using bricks… ( remembered a scene from slumdog millionaire, also the various articles written against it for showing the ‘real’ India on ‘reels’… crap! ) . I had guessed rite.. someone broke in to it through the window… took my beloved ‘blaupunkt’ which always made sure that my long drives were less boring. My brain started calculating the effect on my wallet… and in next one hour I was with the law keepers of our country, at the police station.
Had to wait for 45mins to get an appointment with a cop ( probably its true what bollywood shows, the police always reaches after the crime and the criminal! )… not my frustration did not stop here… I had to give him a ride on my bike to my house and back from the police station for investigating the case… reason: he had 3 bikes at the station but with an empty fuel tank!
Adding to my frustration – I returned to drop the police guy and now he realises that these cases come under criminal department, and I need to comeback in an hour to meet the cop who handles the department. While I was leaving the station I saw two kids standing on one corner… I asked ke a cop what did they do.. the reply I got… “Sab chori kartein hain… saale musalman!”. This reply kind of moved me… if the law keepers have this attitude then, how can we be sure that they are not biased while enforcing it?
Came back to the station after an hour to find that the cops were beating up the kids turn by turn… it was like every policeman was trying to dump their frustration on these little kids… I just could not see it… its easier to close your eyes, but could not stop the loud voices of the kids crying for help… ( for help… from whom? ) entering my ears. Later found out that these kids were crying out in telguthat they will never do it again… my house owner who accompanied me in to the station told me “I too feel like kicking these #$%#@, If they are not treated this way… they will end up doing a bigger crime!”. I am not sure if to agree to this or not…
I asked the cop to take down my complaint.. which he tried his best to make it as ” I lost my car wheels and stereo ” ( you loosing the wheels of your car, is it the keys to misplace!!) … so that they have less work to do… After half an hour of argument .. he finally rephrased the sentence ” the wheels and stereo from xyz car was stolen!”. Then they again started about the muslim factor… and many more statements which if I mention it here might lead to a communal riot!
India on one part connect to every part of the world inside modern architectural wonders, a little far away from that lies a world which is not even connected locally! – Yes, a diversified nation it is !!
People critisized Slumdog Millionaire for showing the real India, only when the movie was a big hit… and since my blog has a limited coverage… I am sure I wont be critisizedfor anything like this.. and even if someone does it.. I dont care.. Its easier for people to sit and write everything … it applies for me too!
And wise men know that – India is much more than Slums and Dogs!
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