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The Kaleidoscope

So , again. I was sitting at my desk.

Or on my chair, for I don’t know where!

Maybe Bahamas.

Or Arizona. Heck, Marine Trench it was!

And then, out of nowhere, I realized I was holding a book called Investment Analysis and Portfolio Module. Huh, I had an exam the next day. And a few mails to reply to client before my manager jumps out of his self imposed exile!

And the page on my laptop screen was saying she is still alive. That is reassuring. Or is it? Is being alive sometimes more cruel than being dead. Oh, most of the time, it is.

‘What about the Revenue Impact Report that was supposed to be put in today?’ Manish asked. And I remembered I had to type out a few hundred completely useless words. And then pretend it is going to impact lives of a few thousand children in some remote village of South Africa. Oh, I just remember, we are poorer that Sub-Sahara Africa. Even Bangladesh.

And Suddenly Chetan Says, ‘Dude. I bought a new Samsung Galaxy Note II, It’s not that good’. So, there went the food for 60 families of Delhi who were supposed to have enough food to for their family. Of Five.

And then I realized its 5 PM IST. Or 11:30 AM GMT. A client call at 2 PM GMT. They are supposed to move to the latest release that we had last week and that was important. For that would save them  70 Million pounds every year.

‘Honey Buney….’ Rang Nishant’s Phone.”Hi Baby” And he was out of the room.

And then again, my exam the next day.

The T20 that India won. Finally a win.

And the Intestine. That was still an intestine. At least till 9 PM, 16^th of Dec.

How  many of these  matter? Or do they really?

And yeah, my appraisal meeting.

.......

We have Failed. Again.

And we have failed.

Again.

As a Society (Can we call ourselves a society is a bigger question though!).

As a State. A Country.

As a human Group.

I feel disgusted.

Angered.

Frustrated.

And  above all, hopeless.

We live in a society(I don’t have any other word right now), where we personify women as sexual objects and still have a heart attack if the word is mentioned on dinner table. We go to brothels and think porn is bad. We teach our kids to be honest and then can them for talking about desires. We  think we are the greatest civilizations on the earth, without any reason and we teach our kids to think whatever they do is right and then blame them for stating an obvious fact. We teach stories about Krishna and Radha and then kill them in the name of honor. We live in a society where we justify Rape and condemn sexual education.

Delhi Rape Case and a family shattered. And the inaction of our elected govt., state machinery, vigilant groups. And More than anything else, OUR inaction, our sterility to deliver justice and our reluctance to fight for US. All this saddens me. Angers me. And blows away whatever little faith I have in this country.

The worst part in this whole episode is that we are still blaming our sisters and mothers and girlfriends and wives instead of thinking a solution to the whole shame. Lambasting them for the way they dress and for the way they walk shows the hollowness we have developed and more than that, the haughtiness and a sense of air we have in that. We are trying to blame a Bihar now. Earlier it was Haryana. And Delhi. And ABC. The Equation is same. We are changing the variables, not realizing we, ourselves are part of this whole scheme and we are promoting this. Some people will say Chowmein, some late night party. I say, who are you to decide what WE should do? Who gave you that right? And who gave US a obligation not to prosecute you? Or Rape you.

An eye for half an eye is the need. And I demand that. We need that.

We need to remind those predators out there that they will not be tolerated. That they are not fit and not allowed to  live in whatever fragments of society we have left and then, we can think of something else.

Maybe FDI.

Maybe India-Pakistan Cricket Match.

And for that to happen, we need to teach ourselves  and our brothers and our dads and our uncles that a woman is what we are. And much more. She needs respect. And more than us, deserves it. And we need to change the way we are fundamentally wired.

We need to instill in us what is called Values, Integrity and Compassion. And we need to change the way we perceive ourselves.

We need to be brave.

We need to be decisive.

We need to Rape those who even think of it.

And more than everything else, we need to ACT.