Mob Lynching- An extension of hooliganism in India !!

Somewhere in the month of May,18 I decided to stop covering and writing about social plagues in our civic society, but looks like it has becoming a fashion now to lynch someone and I see all of them fearless. They were found saying on camera that our local MLA is with us while killing a person in the name of cow-vigilantism. It started all in 2015 when mob killed a person in Dadri(UP) suspecting him of stealing and slaughtering a cow calf. Then in 2016 some villagers lynched a 70 year old director of a residential school in Nalanda(Bihar) suspecting him of killing two kids of his school. Later on it was found that kids were drowned while trying to swim in a nearby pond by escaping the school building. Nobody was punished in any of those cases or may be media is not interested in publishing good news about police or judicial actions. social_media_fuels_mob_lynchings_in_india

In the last three months despite my best efforts to avoid news channel and news paper I failed to protect myself from hearing things like Mob lynching incidence at Alwar by cow protection group, in Karnataka Mob killed an engineer suspecting him a child lifter and similar news came from Maharashtra. Last but not least, 34 girls were repeatedly raped for months at a child relief shelter home in Muzaffarpur, Bihar. Honestly speaking I do not feel even for a moment that BJP or Congress has to do anything about all that. Its the people of this country.

Yes, the same people who prefers to burn public property very often for their backward demands like reservation or separate state. The same citizens who want to burn everything that comes their way to insanity and government is also left with no better alternative apart from being mute spectator. What choice do they have or rather we have given to them? When BJP warned Karni Sena for their violent protest against a C grade Bollywood cinema Padmavat then they(Rajput Community) threatened BJP about pulling their support from the party in the elections at all the level in Rajasthan, Haryana, Uttar Pradesh, Bihar and Jharkhand. As a result government allowed them to burn the public property even pelt the stones at school going kids. Same is being done in Maharashtra these days in the name of people’s demand for reservation to Maratha community. Not only they damage public property but some of them were all set to immolate themselves. They are even not ready to understand that its the Bombay High Court which is not allowing such reservation. The threat is similar in nature that if  BJP government does not succumb to their demands they will pull the support.

In Gujarat left media has already turned an asshole like Hardik Patel into a hero or a kind of savior for Patidar community and something similar with Jignesh Mevani who according to media is a new Dalit face in Indian politics. So, where all this will lead this country to? Possibility into a chaos or into a situation like civil war more precisely. Like it was mentioned in a movie named “Madari” that we are not actually 130 crores in number often said by our honorable PM of India. We are divided and distributed into small groups in the name of caste, religion, region, language, race, etc. and so its not that difficult to manipulate us. There had been many Hindi movies like that which tried to create the much required social awareness about our political system and the nexus between businessmen, social activists, criminals, government officials,police, etc.  with politicians. But, none of them were successful to enlighten this mass. Rather they got the enlightenment about how to rape a women or how to loot a bank.

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In Muzaffarpur(Bihar) an influential person named Brajesh Thakur ran an NGO to provide shelter to orphaned girls. The horrific tales of those 32 girls who has been medically confirmed for being raped for months will not let you swallow your food below the throat. He had close association with the government of Bihar. As a result he was getting the contracts for all kind of advertisements related to government of Bihar to be published in the newspapers that he owned and was licensed to publish. His influence was so high and image is so dreaded that no body even dared to install CCTV cameras in the locality where that girl child shelter home was being utilized to tearing the soul of those fate-less girls. The pedestrians did hear the cries of those wailing girls but nobody dared to question Thakur. Even after his arrest he was found grinning towards the camera on record which shows his confidence in our judiciary which can easily be influenced by the powerful people in this country. Of-course parties like BJP and JDU are afraid of loosing the support from Thakur’s community who are considered as Brahmin landlords of Bihar and Jharkhand.

So, in nut shell even if a government has the willpower to shut down the shops of such mob lynchers or rather mob creators for personal benefits, they won’t be able to do anything about it because this country is always under some or other kind of elections and no one truly wants to loose them at any cost. It can only be changed when government do no feel threatened for taking actions for the right cause to curb the activities which is slowly destroying this country. Its high time for all of us to come out of the hangover of caste system and our blind faith in the caste specific leaders without even considering their credibility. In couple of days we are going to celebrate 72 year of our independence and we got so many things to praise about our nation, but what about electing the leaders from the parties known for their corruption and hooliganism. Why did we force the political parties to tame the criminals rather than kicking their ass? Nation has to understand the need of this hour or else we will collapse someday like Syria or Iraq.

By : Nilesh Ranjan


India of my nightmares!!


Sometimes it is difficult to cover the topics that are related to women’s dignity through out the world particularly in India. Not sure whether there has to be a guideline for media or not in today’s world, but certainly there is a need to make it more credible and sensitive towards any incidences of physical and sexual abuse against girls. For me with every single child who gets raped in India, this entire nation gets raped along with her. It takes us little closer towards being barbarians or nomads. Time is not far when we all will turn into Hannibal and will start feasting on each other’s body. We should be happy that in current scenario only politicians are doing so. The day we all get that vulturous tendency out of fear, hatred or negative propaganda then their will be no escape left for anyone of us and like I mentioned in my previous article that India will slowly be disintegrated. You may be thinking that why I am freaking out so badly today? It happens when media starts portraying an incidence of rape like a juicy story of some B-grade Bollywood cinema which makes it more shameful to the viewers than victim herself. They should set their televisions on fire to boycott such media or least what they can do is to unsubscribe those channels through cable operators. I am going to do so particularly for NDTV.

In last 15 days there had been several incidences of physical abuse against women in almost every corner of this country but I will speak on Kathua and Unnao rape cases as media is celebrating it more. Liberals are trying to color an entire Hindu community as rapists because the accused in both the cases are Hindus. The unwillingness from BJP government to act quickly in those cases has also made it little easier for liberals to do so. Right wing journalist like always sees a kind of conspiracy by opposition parties to malign the BJP government or Hinduism- to be more precise. Both are running their own agendas as per their liking which is okay considering the kind of professional morality media has got these days.  But, none of them are actually trying to show the bigger picture that we as a nation are failing to protect our girls against the vultures created out of the same society. Let it be a priest , a Muslim Cleric or father of a church, a retired IPS officer or sub inspector, a ruling party MLA or son of an influential politician. Yes, hang them all!! Because we as a nation need to be little unbiased towards such incidences when a girl child in her angelic age has to go through such a traumatic and painful handling who may not be able to feel anything except the unbearable pain. Their heart may cry out for help, but how should I tell them that nation has long been sleeping along with her moral conscience.

After seeing so many conflicting reports on Kathua case, it really becomes difficult to say that who were those monsters to tear apart the soul of an eight year old kid along with her body. If I go by the charge-sheet that has been filed by the crime branch in local court which says that the girl had to pay the price for the conflict between two communities and it was done with an intention to instill fear among the Muslim families residing in those areas. Well, I got a problem with that. Why do they need to target a kid to settle their enmity with someone? And if they are really doing so then there is no difference between them and the ancient attackers from Mongol, Arab and Turk. Some of my intellectual friends even went on an extent to say that Kashmiri Pandits have also faced it during ethnic cleansing of their community by Muslims in their own homeland Kashmir and so it is okay if Muslims are meeting with similar fate in other part of this country. My answer to them would be something like if you are so concerned about Kashmiri Pandits then why so much of their population are still forced to live in miserable conditions at refugee camps of Jammu. And up till what date women(from whichever community) will keep on paying the price for men’s fantasies or enmity with someone? Did I say fantasy? Yes, I said so. In 2012, when Nribhaya was raped on the streets of Delhi then it was done for pleasure and today a girl who is mentally challenged has been raped in Delhi by neighbors.

Whom are you going to trust when your daughter is out on her way to school, college? It can be anyone like bus driver, conductor, police officer, neighbors, son of a politician or politician himself. How will you educate your child if this situation continues? It is very high time for all of us to think and act otherwise time is not far for our nation to be declared as a nation without women like some villages of Haryana where either the girl child were murdered at the time of birth itself or if they survived by any chance then either they were raped or murdered in the name of honor killing. Who is to be blamed? Yes, we the citizen of this country because in a survey by election commission of India it was found that people with demonic background has brighter chance to win an election in India because they are seen as role model among the larger population and same population will foul cry when they are robbed by the same politicians. There are numerous cases like that and Unnao rape case is one similar case like that. That BJP MLA is nothing but the product of day dreaming by one community to rule the other one.

By: Nilesh Ranjan


Mithila Startup Yatra: An endeavor to return back the glory to a forgotten land..


After living the life of a technical wanderer for almost 11 years finally I came to a kind of realization which is largely speculated but never been admitted openly by anyone that a truth can only be replaced by another better truth. There is no scope for any sort of fantasies or lies in the corporate world and specifically when it serves an ethical purpose through social initiatives. Any guesses what I am talking about?

Yes, I am going to tell you about an upcoming event which is going to be commenced on 15th of April,18 at Multi Purpose Hall, LN Mithila University Campus, Darbhanga. So, let me elaborate a bit for your better understanding. On that day, some of the intellectuals from mithila region of Bihar are going to organize an event named Mithila Startup Yatra which is being backed up by the agencies like Bihar Industries Association and Chamber of Commerce and so the intent behind the same has to be understood.

Through the events like Mithila Startup Yatra, the organizers like Rishi Mishra and Abhishek Mishra who are pioneer in their respective fields are giving their best endeavors to gather all the social entrepreneurs, students, investors, founders of successful startups, mentors and startup enthusiasts from different regions of Bihar under one roof in front of the society which they all belong to much like Kautilya, Baba Nagarjun or Dr. Rajendra Prasad.

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It is important because any society be it Roman or Maithil has to acknowledge the efforts of their flag bearers who are creating time out of their comfortable lives to return back the glory of a forgotten land which has somehow been snatched away from it and all what is left is not worth bragging about. But, not all can afford to remain silent for long like me and my other friends(mostly struggling in IT sector). Some do have the courage and fire in their bellies to take that initiative towards the bigger dream and we all should admire and encourage them for whatsoever they are trying to achieve.

So, let’s get into some more details about the event and expected results out of it.

Like I mentioned it earlier that Mr. Rishi Mishra who is current president of LN Mishra foundation and also a known social worker from Mithila region will start the event speaking about the growth story of many successful startups of recent times from Darbhanga, Madhubani and Samastipur region. While speaking to some of the people associated with it, I got to know about a girl from Madhubani who is also an alumni of IIM, Lucknow left her highly rewarding corporate job to start a school at Darbhanga-Madhubani border. A Saas-Bahu duo formed a company named to instill the famous Madhubani painting over the home decor products and that way a famous art was made reachable to every art lover through online selling.

It will further be continued by Mr. Abhishek Mishra, who will be highlighting the traditional reasons about why a region like mithila with such a rich legacy and high productivity in the the field of pisciculture, betel leaves production failed to make a mark in the bigger market? It could be the lack of political willpower or may be we had always been a poor marketeers of our own products.

There are people like Dr. Ajay Alok from medical fraternity who will encourage the doctors of Bihar to avail the benefits of startups like other doctors from metropolitan cities who are widely using a revolutionary mobile application Practo for consultation and publicity through the real time experiences that are posted by the patients. Raj Jha is also going to be the part of event, who is considered to be the guru of modern rural market development in India. His motto would be to educate people about an enormous opportunities that mithila region has got in dairy farming and agro-based startups. He can give his valuable advice about what sort of farming should be targeted by agro-based startup enthusiasts to have minimal risk.

Similarly, the legality for running a business in Bihar will be explained by Mr. Harshvardhan(a reputed lawyer who worked for many prestigious media houses like NDTV). He will also be providing an insight to everyone about proprietorship, partnership and also an overview of Bihar startup policies. He may help to understand how to get funds through banks and company funding.

Many angel investors will also be attending the event who may help the startup enthusiast to understand that what they will be looking for before putting their money behind an idea to succeed in semi-urban cities like Darbhanga. Since the event is backed up by state government as well and so government representatives will also be there to attend the event. It is quite evident that government of Bihar under the leadership of Nitish Kumar are doing their bit to encourage entrepreneurship in Bihar and they truly intend to provide the funds for good projects. At the end of the event, some of the successful startups will be awarded for their brilliant efforts and achievements.

Like it has always been said that miles of journey begins with a single step and Mithila Startup Yatra is that single step towards the immortality. And so I request you to all to be the part of it and that way you will become the part of a history which is being rewritten once again. Help me to spread the words and keep the flame burning.

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A nation towards disintegration!!

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After seeing the nationwide protest against the supreme court verdict on SC/ST Prevention of Atrocities Act,1989, I do feel that we as a nation are slowly being propelled towards the complete disintegration. Now, the opportunist politicians and their blind followers are raising their middle finger towards the wisdom of Supreme Court of India and unethical media is giving fuel to the pyre. Through that news agency itself, I got to know that 9 people were killed and many were injured due to violent protest in many places of Bihar, Punjab and Madhya Pradesh.

It was also found that a mother was trying to find a way for her son in ambulance in between the protest and failed. Her son died in her lap. The incidence was reported in Hajipur district of Bihar. In a similar incidence from Bijnor, an old man succumbed to serious abdominal pain because he was not given the way to hospital which was just 600 meters away by protesting mob. One of my friend Sharad Kumar Singh has rightly mentioned in his FB post that our nation has more values for votes than human life. We have lost our credibility for being a civilized country. So, what was all the fuss about?

In the year 1955, an amendment in the Constitution was brought in, and a new Act came into being to give teeth to Article 17 of 1949. It was called Untouchability [Offences] Act. The Act makes practice of untouchability punishable. Preventing Dalits accessing to public places-restaurants, hotels, religious places, denial of services such as haircut, cloth washing, for instance, were defined as crimes. Still such crimes were reported in many parts of the country. And that was the reason to amend the constitution in 1989 to accommodate SC/ST Act or Dalit Act to prevent such atrocities. But, do we really practice untouchability or do we really afflict the afflicted from SC/ST community. We as a nation do need to ask these questions to ourselves. Specially the media which is pioneer in projecting such news to assist their political forefathers in Indian politics.

I am literally surprised to see a paragraph by Alok Prasanna Kumar from Firstpost. It says, “The court’s doublespeak on the matter of atrocities is breathtaking. On the one hand, no effort is made to find out the impact of the law in improving the lives of Dalits or Adivasis, whether it has actually reduced the number of atrocities, whether more atrocities are being brought to light and prosecuted and whether oppressed classes feel safe and secure as a result of the law. On the other, it is assumed that it is the law itself that is not promoting constitutional values of fraternity and integration of the society, and therefore needs to be given an interpretation as such. It’s quite obvious where the court’s sympathies lie.” Looks like media is abusing their rights more than anyone else in this country. By giving a poisonous statement related to the sympathies of Supreme Court, their intentions are obvious. They want a kind of anarchy or civil war in India like Syria or Iraq.

Political parties like BSP, SP and Congress are leaving no stone turned to label BJP as an anti-SC/ST party and PM Modi as the leader of upper castes in India. Seems like they are not anticipating the sever damage they are going to bring to nation in order to regain their political powers in their respective areas. In such effort, they are trying to make this country no how lesser than Pakistan. They also make fun of their Supreme Court and most of the verdicts are passed under the influence of their army generals. If our politicians continue to disintegrate our nation in similar fashion for their personal gain then I am afraid that day is not far from us when our Army will take the charge of the political system in India much like Pakistan.

Few days back, we were seeing clashes between two communities after the celebration of festival Ram Navmi in West Bengal and Bihar. So, many people had to take shelters in refugee camps in Raniganj and Asansol. An old man saw his 16 year old son being dragged away by mob and later his dead body was recovered. Media did get some TRPs by broadcasting news about the generosity of that old man, who do not want to name anyone as suspect in order to prevent the sheer insanity of people to kill each other in the name of religion, caste and creed. And now the protest against the verdict of SC/ST act by supreme court is like an icing on the cake to media and politicians.

Another paragraph from news18 will compel you to answer them. It says, “Why after all, why would a Dalit would implicate someone falsely? At worse, a Dalit being constantly harassed might just use this Act just to settle scores because all other IPC sections don’t bring any relief.” My answer to them would be as blunt as possible. In a country with moral erosion anyone can falsely implicate anyone. And when they say that Dalits are being constantly harassed and their women are being raped then let me remind you that the brave girl Nirbhaya was not a dalit, but her rapists were all dalits. So, my point is to stop seeing things through the lens of caste-ism and be more on humanitarian side. May be you all win through the review petition in Supreme Court against the verdict, but the quest of division and discrimination in the society can never be won just by establishing a law, which is meant to be abused like section 498-A of IPC, Section 420 and 304.

To conclude this, all I can request to media and my fellow citizens to establish the conquest to prevent the nation from lawlessness and atrocities against any individual(be it a dalit or non-dalit) rather than dying and killing people for a  30 year old SC/ST act. You may have the right to protest in a democratic country, but for sure you do not have the right to block the path of an ambulance which killed a child or caused a painful death to an old man.

By : Nilesh Ranjan

We the people of India!!


Alright, let’s get back to the nation which has given all of us the necessary privileges to think, talk and criticize the same system that define us. It seems like our nation is being dragged once again in the quest of greatness through upcoming parliamentary elections of Loksabha in 2019.

So, what are the symptoms? Come on…It’s much more easier than what we really think and believe. All you need to do is to just be an observant and keep the wisdom intact because you may be witnessing some of the very unprecedented political stunts like never before. For e.g.

  1. Mayawati all set to go in alliance with Samajwadi Party to take on BJP.
  2. Mamta Banerjee attending dinner party with Sharad Pawar.
  3. TDP and Jagan Reddy from AP are supporting no-confidence motion against the central government in LokSabha.
  4. Maryada Purushottam Ram is often brought into every other discussion on national news channels by BJP’s spokesperson like Dr. Sambit Patra or Sudhansu Trivedi.
  5. Narendra Modi has asked his ministers to go and propagate their work in public and stop opposition part from spreading the rumor.

Few days back, I saw a tweet from congress party’s president Mr. Rahul Gandi in which he mentioned that PM Narendra Modi himself is leaking the personal data of Indian citizens to some American companies. The counter attack was by Smt. Smriti Irani who says that even “chhota bheem” would understand things better than Rahul Gandhi.

Today, some whistle blower from a company named Cambridge Analytica has given the name of congress party of India approaching them for utilizing facebook data for their election requirements which is obviously denied by Congress and BJP seeks apology.

Ultimately, who is going to be the losers or real chhota bheems? Any guesses?

Yes, once again it is going to be “we the people of India”. Those who doubt this are even the decade old losers because they have blindfolded themselves under an alcoholic influence of Caste-ism, regionalism, racism, Hinduism etc. . They are hopeful and all their hope resides with reservation, free houses, free loans, free laptops, free jobs, subsidiaries, etc. which may further loosen the economic backbone of this country.

But, why they should be blamed alone? Why do they bear the flags of any political parties? Reason is simple and yet not accepted by many. It is poverty and the lust to stay connected to the parties in power.

Now, coming back to justify the statement that how we the people of this country will be the ultimate losers. For sure this election is going to be Modi Vs All. So, let’s assume that Modi and his allies loses against all and we as a nation may face the below mentioned anomalies:

  1. There will be quest for who is going to be the Prime Minister. We may see accidental Prime Ministers like HD Devegowda, I K Gujral and Manmohan Singh who were not only weak but also incompetent to their posts.
  2. Lalu Prasad Yadav may soon get the bail or ultimately may get freed from all the charges against him.
  3. Nation may witness corruptions like 2G, CWG, etc. once again.
  4. Babri Mosque demolition verdict continue to be in awaiting list and Ram Madir issue may never see a solution for next 10 years.
  5. People like Kapil Sibal, Salman Khursid, etc. may consider the nation as their forefathers property.
  6. Indian Air Force Choppers may soon be utilized for personal usage by Sonia Gandhi and Family without seeking any constitutional post.
  7. Robert Vadra may see an exponential growth to his businesses.

But what if Modi wins again? Then we the citizens of India may witness:

  1. Extensive killing of Muslims by goons in the name of goraksha(cow protection) and hence enhancing the rift between two communities to disturb the social harmony.
  2. Groups like Karni Sena getting the moral boost up to vandalize the cinema halls in the name of protecting the culture. They may even slaughter your kids next time.
  3. In the name of financial reforms, government may take unpredictable and impractical decisions which may not be understood by middle class or sometimes by business class.
  4. RSS interference in national decisions may see a surge.
  5. Left liberal will keep on screaming louder on television disturbing our wisdom.

So, did I cover it all? I don’t think so because the list has been long and persistent in last two three decades. Sometimes I do wonder that how a nation like ours has survived for so long with so much of deformity in our political system, but then like it is often said in our country that it is good deeds of our ancestors which is protecting us all.




After almost 10 years of their marriage Mr. and Mrs. Verma were finally blessed with a baby boy. They gave him the name Prem Chand Verma after a very famous Indian Writer Munshi PremChand. Prem was a sensitive child and was prone to serious influences by the fictitious and mythological characters. By the time he finished up his school and reached to college, he already had Geeta, Ramayana and Mahabharata quite handy to him. In those days, he was studying in first year at Hansraj College under Delhi University. He pursued the subject History much against his parent’s wish as they were quite skeptical about the kind of future that Prem was slowly heading towards. He wanted to join the archeological survey of India to explore the ancient temples and the hidden facts related to them.

His mother was suspicious about his mysterious behavior due to some of the scary developments in his personality. He got himself clean shaved and started keeping long hair like girls. She was also taken aback after seeing the kind of appearances his friends were having as most of them seemed to be like drug addicts. He was also becoming more conscious about his looks and appeared more feminine. One day he was found doing something very weird when his mother walked into the room just as he was about to apply her new lipstick. She was startled. He was startled. “What are you doing with my lipstick? It’s new…I haven’t used it so far. Couldn’t you have waited?” He smiled and handed it back to her. “I forgot to tell you…I am playing Draupadi in our college production… rehearsals start this evening.”

“Draupadi!! Are you serious?”

“Yes, I am. What’s wrong in that?”

“Doesn’t your college have enough girls to play such female characters rather than a guy doing so? I mean why do you have to get into feminine mode. Mark my words. Your father will not be delighted to know about such stunt of yours.”

“I know that he won’t be happy. But, I got reasons to play that role because it has got historical significance in this country. No one in my college particularly in my batch has got any fair idea about her real character. None of them have ever studied the Mahabharata from so many angles like I did. Even professors from my department do not get into such discussions with me and very often they do cross verify their knowledge with me before participating in any seminar.”

“That doesn’t necessarily mean that you ought to wear a sari to demonstrate your extensive understanding about Draupadi and her character. In your time who cares about what happened then in the era of Mahabharata and Ramayana. So, I request you to please give up such imprudence and try to be little sane.”

“Mom! I am not being imprudent, and I do not get carried away by some juicy stories just like that. At any given time if you feel that I am bringing shame to you or Dad then just let me know. I will quit doing all what I want to do in my life.”

His mother knew that he was probably right in his claims about knowing the old scriptures better than others. She preferred to discontinue that argument and thought to bring it back at dinner table in his father’s presence.

That evening Prem invited two of his college friends Mrinal and Abhilasa for dinner at home. He knew that he will need them to convince his father. But was disappointed to see that no one was showing any sort of interest to discuss it.

Next day, it was Sunday. He got up late and rushed to the breakfast table as he never wanted to upset his father because on Sunday particularly he expected everyone to have breakfast together.

“Good Morning Dad!!”

“Good Morning Son. I wanted to talk to you last night itself after your mother shared some of the peculiar facts about your likings these days.”

“Yes, I know. She is not very happy with some of the choices that I have made.”

“That’s absolutely okay because at this juncture of life everyone tries to make unconventional choices as an endeavor to do something different and which is rarely understood by anyone else except the one who made such choices during his/her time. But, the important thing is that some of those choices leaves a permanent mark on your personality and you may find it difficult to shred it off at later stages of your life. So, what this Draupadi thing is all about?”

“Nothing of that serious. As you know my interest in exploring the historical and religious facts about this country. So, for the first time I am getting a change to depict the knowledge that I have acquired so far after working so hard on ancient scripts. I am going to be the part of a play for my college production which is named as ‘The witch of Hastinapur’.”

His father was stunned to hear the theme and looked straight into his eyes and said, “And I am sure that such a title must be the part of your exploration as well.”

“Yes. But, how did you know that?”

“Come on Prem!! After all I am your father. I may not be able to spend a lot of time with you guys, but have a pretty good idea about your capabilities to think differently and at any given time I got no issues with that. The only thing that worries me like you mother that you may retain some of the girlish character if you continue to play such frenzy characters. Another thing that I would like to ask you that why did you chose to play Draupadi as there were lot of impressive characters in the tale of Mahabharata.”

“You are right Dad. I wanted to play the role of Karna initially and was selected for that, but the unit was struggling to find the right match for Draupadi role. So, I took that responsibility because her character has an eternal influence on me and I feel ecstatic to read more and more about her. Even the great sage VedVyas was afraid while reading her palm. You will be happy to know that many great theatre personalities like Girish Karnad, Asrani, Deepti Nawal, etc. are going to be the judge at the event and I may get a break through if they like my performance.”

“Hmm. Then I am okay with that. Go ahead and rehearse well. And I am also sure that you will honor me and your mother by changing your way of living after you are done with all this. I would expect you to get your hair trimmed like a boy.”

“Sure Dad! I need some money to buy cloths.”

“Please get them from your mother as I am getting late for the club. I told her yesterday itself to give you five thousand rupees which she might have forgotten for obvious reasons.” His father left hurriedly after fifteen minutes of brief discussion with Prem. All this time his mother was knitting a sweater without paying much attention to their conversation. She knew that her husband is a skilled father and he knows where to draw the line. Without saying much, he got into Prem’s psych and preferred to extend his support.

Next two days, Prem did not return to home citing the reason for late night rehearsals. On third day, he came and asked mother to accompany him. Before she could have understood anything, he already took out some of her favorite saree out of her wardrobe.

“But, where exactly are we going son?”

“No please, I am not going to tell you. It’s a surprise.”

She got ready as per his wish and they took a bus as some of his friends were already boarded into it. Quickly she realized that they were heading to the famous Jantar Mantar and his son was going to be the part of a street play. That was the time she flushed out all the pre-conceived notions she was having and prepared herself for a pleasant surprise.

At Jantar Mantar there were clapping and roaring from every corner of it by the young spectators. She was offered a seat with college faculties. Prem told her be seated there as he needed to change for the skid.

“Take your time son. I would love to see a new avatar of yours today.”, Mother said with an immense love in her eyes.

Prem’s mother took out her cell phone and sent a text to her husband. “Guess What? I am at Jantar Mantar watching a street play. Prem is going to play an important character in the show.”

Within few seconds, she received the text. “Great. I am glad that you went there. Enjoy your time.”

In less than 15 minutes, the show got started. Five guys who were all dressed up like ancient princess were dragging out a person dressed up like a tribal man. He was wrapped up in tiger’s skin along with a waist band of human skulls. He was having a crown of colorful bird’s feather with heavy rings in both the ears. He was begging for his life and was weeping inconsolably, “Please allow me to open the eyes of lord Shiva or else it will bring bad luck to everyone in this city of Indraprastha”

One of the princes with heavy built came and roared in loudest possible voice, “Your job is done Mayasur and you are well paid for the same. The eyes of our deity lord Shiva will be opened by the holy priest after the much needed Praan Pratistha (A Hindu ritual performed before inaugurating a temple). The temple has already been washed by holy water of Ganga and so no Shudras are supposed to enter the temple premises. Tomorrow, we have a big day as all the famous kings will be here from across the country. You can go and take the refuse near Indra’s house on the bank of river Yamuna.”

And after saying that the eldest prince instructed some of the soldiers to get the known architect of Indraprastha city ‘Mayasur’ thrown away at the bank of river Yamuna.

The wailing monster met the fate as per the king’s wish without caring much about what he was blabbering all the way. It was the time when they were returning after dumping the monster at the river bank, they heard him loud and clear. They turned back to look at the most horrifying scene of their lives.

He was shivering out of anger and hatred. His eyes were burning red over his black muddy face. With Yamuna river water in one of his palm, he started chanting some mantras and then started cursing the city that was designed and created by him and his clan with lot of love, passion and intelligence. With utter hatred in his voice he roared like a wounded lion, “May your women deceit their men; may your daughters get raped in their own houses; may you kill your own brothers for even a small fraction of wealth. May you all see the worst atrocities of this universe; may the cruel foreign attackers be the ruler of this city.” He then closed his eyes, chanted some mantras again and threw the Yamuna water back into it and hit the ground with immense strength of his fist. With that hit an artificially created thunderstorm rocked the arena of Jantar Mantar.

There was a pin drop silence among the crowd. It seemed like everyone present there started to believe that all the atrocities in Delhi is because of Mayasur’s curse during the time of Mahabharata. After the closing remarks everyone gave the standing ovation to the actors who played their characters well. That was the time when she realized that the character of Mayasur was being played by her own son Prem and she was appalled by such a magical performance. How come a guy from a very ordinary background and parents can developed such a great talent? Must have worked very hard to achieve that level of excellence in his work.

With mixed thoughts, she came back to home and kept on thinking about it for rest of the day. She was not able to talk about it to anyone. Not even to her husband at the dinner table. Prem continued to stay with at college’s hostel with friends citing the same reason of rehearsals.

On the day of annual function celebration, Prem insisted his mother over the phone to invite some of the relatives as well which she politely refused but also convinced him that her refusal had nothing to do with the kind of role he was going to perform. At 6 PM, Mr. and Mrs. Verma reached the venue at the DU campus. One of his friend assisted them to get the seat in second row which was reserved for the parents of all the participants. After an hour of speeches, dance programs and other acts finally the play was announced.

It got started with the scene of Draupadi’s marriage as the stage was set up like a king’s court and Prem was sitting on a soft couch with heavy make up and jewelry. He had draped the yellow colored silk saree so well, eyebrows were properly lined and there was a rare kind of elegance on his face. His mother’s heart sank to see his son like that and she started to feel suffocated. “I can’t see him like that in a women’s attire. I feel something wrong has happened as no boy can look so girlish whatever you do.”

For a moment Prem’s father was also taken aback, but then he controlled the situation and convinced her that these days makeups can turn anyone into anything. In between their discussion, the play reached to the point when Draupadi started to insult Karna as per Krishna’s plan.  “How come you being a son of a chariot driver can even tame a dream like marrying the princess of Panchal? I would prefer to maintain celibacy all my life rather than marrying a shudra (lower caste guy) like you.”

Naturally it did not go well with Karna. He took out his bow and arrow immediately to kill her but then someone reminded him that a warrior can’t attack a woman. He then threw his bow aside and said to Draupadi, “History is witnessing this Panchali. Very soon a time will come when you too will be stripped in a king’s court and then only God will be able to protect you. I have paid the cost for being Shudra today and you will pay the cost for insulting a warrior who was invited by your father to participate in this swayamvar.”

Crowd was mum seeing the intense performance of both the characters. In the next scene, the setup was for the moment when Draupadi was dragged by her hair by Dushashan in the court of Hastinapur after her five-husbands lost her in the game to dice to the crown prince Duryodhan who further instructed his brother to strip her down and place her naked on his lap.

Prem was draped in a white saree from shoulder to knee length like it was mentioned in scriptures. That was the time when his father too got worried as there were some prominent changes in his body that could never be achieved through makeup. Undoubtedly, he was appearing like a young girl. In the play, the character of Dushashan gave best of his endeavor to strip him down, but was not able to.

In between Draupadi looked at Karna for help and he laughed out loudly and said, “Remember Panchali! That day you insulted me by calling me the son of a chariot driver. Look around and see those five husbands of yours standing there like a slave who did not think twice while placing you on bet. At least this Shudra could have never let that happen. And now coming back to the matter to help you. In our ancient scripts, it has been mentioned that a woman who sleeps with more than four men should be considered as a whore and for a whore there is no shame.”

She roared like a lioness and cursed Hastinapur with full vengeance and furious anger, “None of you will be alive in coming future to mock any other women in your lives again. All your generations will be slaughtered like animals in war. And Karna you will see the worst and most insulting death that any warrior will ever witness in history. Yes, history is witnessing this that how you who claim to be a warrior tried to strip down a woman for vengeance.

There was a big round of applaud for such a great performance and many of the spectators were left with tears in their eyes.

By the midnight Mr. and Mrs. Verma got the confirmation that their son was no more a boy. He was operated, and his sex was changed as per his wish and he got his name registered as Krishna-another name of Draupadi. Next morning Mrs. Verma died of cardiac arrest and after few days Mr. Verma left Delhi forever and went to live near a shrine at Gangotri.


The End

The nation that bleeds for no reason!!


On the 18th of October 2012, troops of 159 Battalion CRPF launched an operation against the Naxalites at Chakrabandha forest, PS- Dumaria, Dist. Gaya(Bihar) under the leadership of my brave husband Captain Nirala Singh. As the troops were advancing towards their target and had reached till village Barha, the Naxalites, who were waiting in an ambush blasted a series of IEDs and opened fire at them indiscriminately. One of the vehicles came under the direct impact of the blast and its occupants sustained severe injuries. The troops immediately took positions and opened fire in retaliation. The Naxalites had carefully planned the ambush and were occupying all the dominating heights in the vicinity.

It was getting late enough to be worried. I once again stepped into the balcony and looked down. Except for a drenched street dog that was lying down miserably near the gate, there was not a soul to be seen anywhere. Rain water had puddled under the lamp post. A breeze ruffled the mango tree in the courtyard and a few twigs fell down and broke. Thunder rumbled in the distance. Did I hear a soft knock at the door? I turned back and walked slowly towards the door. Suspiciously, I opened it to see the constable Hari Ram standing there with his legs trembling. I requested him to come inside and gave a glass of water when he was sitting silently looking outside the window.

“Is everything alright Hariji?”, I asked him softly keeping my heart and soul in one piece.

“I really don’t know madam, but heard that Nirala Saheb was asking for reinforcement from the headquarter over the wireless. He was speaking to DIG sir in a very fumbling voice in between the cacophony of gun battle, which was clearly audible from the other side. I got to know that Ramjee sir is badly injured in an IED blast.” He said with an immense sadness in his voice.

“We policemen are the biggest sufferers of this endless battle madam. Ramjee Sir has just started his career last year. He is such a gentleman unlike many officers of his age, who are always in hangover by gulping the liquor provided by the traitors. He is still untouched by any sort of corruption and carry a sense of wisdom all the time. Sometimes I really wonder why a learned person like him joined the force to get killed like dogs. “

“Don’t worry that much Hariji as god always accompany the strong-willed people. I know my husband and he is no how lesser than a miracle. He will not let Ramjee die till the very last of his own breath. He is very protective for his team and if by any chance death comes anywhere closer then he will be the first one to give his own life. That is the kind of commitment he shows towards his duty.”, I said firmly suppressing my urge to cry my heart out. In the last 8 years of his service, my husband had been attacked for more than twenty-five times by the so called Red Army and suffered several bullet injuries in such gun battles.

I remember when I saw him for the first time. He was standing silently at one corner of the room beside his mother during our match making ritual. As a commanding officer, he was having a broad shoulder with very well-formed muscles and a pair of determined eyes. Initially, I was hesitant to marry him due to some obvious reason for being a daughter of an army personnel, but it was the humility and softness in his voice that attracted me more and more towards him. I became very submissive to him and wanted to share some part of his dreams. His love for the stray dogs and small kids was commendable. He very often brought the abandoned pups and other injured animals at home, gave proper treatment to their wounds, fed them well and then ensured to provide them a well sheltered NGOs meant for animals. Such was his kindness and that made him a charismatic leader well respected in his battalion both among senior and junior officers.

I was never sure about the kind of job he does until that night when he suddenly started to weep inconsolably and said that he has become a cold-blooded murderer to survive against those Naxalites. On further enquiry, I got to know that during one such operation he slit the throat of a 13-year aged kid, who was holding an assault rifle and was firing continuously at his unit without any provocation. He kept on urging the boy to drop his weapon and he will spare him, but he appeared to be intoxicated by the hollowness of poverty and hunger in the tribal areas having immense hatred for the federal force for some genuine reasons.

Many of such boys were given birth by their raped mothers without even knowing their illegitimate fathers, who mere considered the tribal women as the means to quench their occasional thirst to avenge their murdered fellow officers in frequent combats with Naxalites in those areas. It was all the part of operation green hunt launched by the central government in conjunction with states like Bihar, Jharkhand, Orissa and Chhattisgarh to neutralize the rebels. But, no one knew that such practices by local Policemen were not at all entertained by the CRPF men as they were trained to carry a very high moral and dignity unlike the state police force.

After that night, he frequently started to share with me more about his job and raids over the tribal village. He ensured that not a single villager was manhandled and given them the much-required empathy for their sufferings. According to my husband, those tribal were being sandwiched between the government and Naxalites. Their kids were forcibly snatched away to join the armed revolution against the government forces. In sort those kids were the first line of defence for the Naxalites to trap the CRPF men at the very entrance of the jungle. The CRPF has decided to put more boots on grounds with better firepower to tackle the Maoists in their strongholds after an incidence of year 2010 at Dante Wada, Chhattisgarh where federal forces suffered a string of fatal setback by losing 76 of its men.

“May god bless them and I wish to see all my colleagues in one pieces back again at the cantonment. We need people like Nirala Saheb and Ramjee Sir in a situation like this when we all are losing the hope for our lives. I will take your leave madam and will come back tomorrow morning with further updates. Do not hesitate to call me for anything you need. I can understand the pain you have to go through in days like this.” Hari Ram brought me back from all what I was thinking.

I got up from my place to see him off the main gate and waited for Lavanya to come back. Lavanya-loving daughter of a loving father. She too had a dream to join the armed forces like her father in those days and I never came in between her and her ambitions. From a very tender age of 5 itself she started to learn the ancient Indian Martial Art. That day she came flashing a medal that she won at a district level karate championship. She came looking for her father and got disappointed to know that he has been out on a trip to Jungle with his troops. In those days, she hardly saw her father at home as he was mostly occupied in the fierce battle against some of the very dreaded militants. He often used to tell her that they are our own countrymen, who are not happy with the kind of federal structure we have. They were forced to take law in their hands due to the long-term negligence, discrimination and suppression against them even after the independence.

“Isn’t there a solution for all that?”, I asked him on a normal day while massaging his head.

“No dear. Not in any near future. It will continue till the time there will be no one to fight. Looks like we are all cursed by those mothers who were repeatedly raped and whose children were butchered in front of them by both the sides. Sometimes for being a suspected rebel and sometimes for being a suspected police informer.” He said with heaviness in his voice.

Next day, he came back with some of his troopers wrapped up in tricolour, whose immortal spirits had already left their mortal ruins for others like them to get inspired and continue the battle. Shaheed SI Ramjee Ram was one of them. Before the reinforcement could reach, Nirala Singh had already lost 7 of his men and his left hand was chopped off by the Naxalites, who took it away along with the head of Ramjee’s pierced body as souvenirs. Such was their brutalism and hatred for our men in uniforms. They were all awarded the Police Medal for Gallantry posthumously by the Honourable President of India in 2013.

These days my husband works for a leading journal as a war journalist and keep on highlighting the story of all the wounded souls in the tribal area. Even today after so many years and after losing one of his limb in such battle, he still believes that it is being fought for no noble cause from either side. For CRPF men the battle is just to survive against all the odds and for Naxalites it has become more like a funded game played on the corpse of poor people. In one of his articles, it was mentioned that he never expected the nation to bleed for that long in between the competition to kill more number of enemies from both the sides. He thought that it will soon get over with growing industrialization and growth in those areas where the kids of red zone area will get the better earning for their livelihoods, but he was proven to be wrong when Naxalites killed one of the top executives of a multinational company. It was not going to be an easy war in either way but like true soldier he continued his battle against the red army.

****The End****