Showing posts with label Ajmal Kasab. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ajmal Kasab. Show all posts

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

Sans Mercy

They were perceived as soft towards terrorism and bleeding heart sentimentalists when it came to meting out harsh punishment like sending people to gallows. But now the UPA 2 is going on an overdrive to live down that image.
 

First it was Ajmal Kasab. The government had to put up with lots of barbs and jokes in this regard by trollers on  Facebook, Twitter and other sites. On every anniversary of 26/11 attacks newspapers used to put up stories as to how much was being spent on keeping Kasab alive - 'kill him, kill him' used to be the response on feedback message boards.

The apocryphal story of him being served biryani at Arthur Road jail in Mumbai was gorged by the masses with gusto and few bothered to take it with a pinch of salt.
 

But when the verdict was announced many of us patted on our backs that in India even a person like Kasab can get a fair trial. His was an open and shut case - the face of terror captured on CCTV cameras and relayed ad nauseum on TV. Though he had waged a war against the state he was given a civilian trial. Except for those opposed to death penalty in principle, not many tears were shed when he was hanged.
 

'Now what about Afzal Guru' was the loud thinking among the internet trollers and right wing jingoists. The focus shifted on a Kashmiri man accused of being the mastermind behind the attack on Parliament in 2001. He was awarded death sentence by the Supreme Court and his mercy petition was pending with the President. 

The attack on seat of democracy always evokes strong emotion among any populace. Students of History may recall the infamous Gunpowder plot in England, when a person named Guido (Guy) Fawkes was on the verge of blowing up the British Parliament in 1605 (it is indeed an ironic reversal of fortune that Guy Fawkes masks are now used by hacktivists to fight for something as democratic as internet freedom).

Afzal Guru's case was not considered an open and shut affair, in fact legal experts have pointed out far too many discrepancies. However, be that as it may, the cloak and dagger secrecy with which the Government carried out his hanging, the way his family members were kept in the dark and the subsequent clampdowns in Kashmir would make African and South American dictators nod in approval. The moral high ground we had acquired in the Kasab trial was frittered away in this case.
 

Contrast this with 1989 when Indira Gandhi's assassins were hanged. Both Satwant Singh and Kehar Singh were allowed to contest the rejection of mercy petition by the President in the Supreme Court. When the court rejected it their date of execution was made public and their families were allowed to meet them.
 

Barely had the din over Afzal Guru subsided, the President rejected mercy petition of four Veerappan aides. They have at least been afforded the luxury to approach the Supreme Court. There are many more in the line - the killers of Rajiv Gandhi and late Punjab chief minister Beant Singh. It remains to be seen how the government is going to act against them.

Also Read: Bangalore Beat

Wednesday, 14 November 2012

Reminiscences of an Aedes (Dengue) Mosquito



Scientists trace the origin of our species to somewhere in Africa, but I am more than content with my stay in India, where I was born and brought up. This country has a glorious tradition of accepting persecuted migrants such as Parsis, Jews and Bahais with open arms and this love is not merely confined to humans. It extends to mosquitoes, locusts, numerous types of viruses and the like, escaping from other countries due to inhospitable weather or stricter hygiene standards.

Like my cousin Anopheles mosquito (which spreads malaria), I too thrive in water, however, our similarities end there. I have far better hygiene standards. I do not stay in dirty smelly puddles or open drains. I prefer much more cleaner, homely surroundings and fresh water sources. I feel more at home in money plant bottles, damp room coolers, uncovered overhead tanks. For outdoors I prefer to lounge in water accumulated in abandoned tyres, coconut shells and at construction sites.

When we first landed in India, our clan was mainly confined to its capital, hence the dengue virus we promoted through our widow-to-window 'sting' operation was often known as 'Delhi dengue'. That way this country is very strange, it has city and region names associated with various diseases. Thus we have Madras eye (conjunctivitis), the same disease is also known as Jai Bangla in eastern parts of the country. Then there is the good old Delhi belly (diarrhea or dysentery caused after eating Indian food), and according to Urban Dictionary it is also known as Karachi crouch - probably to assuage the feelings of our hurt neighbour, who is no way inferior in inflicting such below-the-belt googlies.

Coming back to dengue, our promotion was so successful that it soon outgrew from being sporadic and self-contained outbreaks in certain pockets of the country. It acquired a pan-India presence with the status of a general epidemic that peaks between August and January. Terms like 'platelet count', hitherto associated with obscure diseases like hemophilia, acquired wider currency among aam aadmi or 'mango men'. Blood test laboratories made a killing because doctors began sending every second case of fever to them. It also boosted the sales of mosquito coils and mats, even though we can vouch they are as effective as government schemes aimed at fighting poverty.
It was indeed flattering to hear anti-corruption crusader Arvind Kejriwal claiming, "I am worse than dengue" to show how lethal he can be. It made us feel we have really arrived.

We received lot of bad press after Yash Chopra's death. Actually Yashji was not our target. The chick (in our clan only females carry out stings, the males are wastrels who live on fruits and mate with us) who carried out the operation was new to Mumbai and Film City. As a punishment we have transferred her to a more low-profile chikungunya project, which we carry out in the hotter climes of south India.

However, when Ajmal Kasab had dengue-like fever, we started trending on Twitter with congratulatory messages pouring in. Some even promised that if he conks off, then as a mark of respect towards us they will stop using mosquito mats for a week. Sadly it turned out to be a false alarm, and we were denied a windfall.


(A work of low platelet imagination)

Also Read: Bangalore Beat