I'm coughing as I type these words. It's been more than a week my whole body is not functioning properly. My wife insists I see a doc but I hesitate. The check ups, the prescriptions and the tablets nauseate me. Talking about typing, I got my PC recently. A computer of my own after three years of working in this office! Sounds strange, but it's true. Lately, I've been busy chasing stories for my magazine. At times, I did two stories for a single issue that kept me busy while this blog gently weeped!
Some times, I wonder where life will lead me, thinking day in day out about how to do another better story. And, another, yet another. This endless chase! The existential dilemma haunts me. But, a part of me says, work is the sole remedy. So, I sit in my desk and type or read or ponder over.
Yesterday, as I was reading a book in my room at Kausaltar, I heard a voice (or rather voices): Chor!Chor! (thief! thief). A teenager clad in black T-shirt and jeans was running away in the main road. He was chased by a bunch of boys. He crossed a few bystanders. I prayed for his safety. But, half an hour later, he was brought back to the scene from where he alleged stole a necklace from an old woman.
When he was produced in the scene, a police van was following. Suddenly, every one started to kick him, punch him and what not... You can just imagine... I asked to myself: why are these people taking law in their hands. Is this the right way to punish the accused? He too has his right to defend or go through the legal procedure. We hear that in Arabic country, a thief is punished by severing his hand. An adulterer is punished by throwing stones upon him. Now, we claim that ours is a liberal society. Where is the tolerance? Where is the compassion? I was helpless and ashamed as I watched from afar, the boy being ruthlessly beaten. Later in the evening, my brother told me he succumbed to the injury. Let that news be false.
We are heading towards barbarity and inhumanity. It's a bad world.