Gautam Buddh Nagar in UP. People knew it as NOIDA-New Okhla
Industrial Area. Someone had told me that the ‘neighbor’s envy, owners pride’
ONIDA Television came from this industrial area. The brand name was created by
just bringing that ‘O’ to the front. Was it a lack of imagination? We were not
thinking of LG, Samsung or Sony in those days. The names of the television sets
sounded exactly like any other products that came out from government offices:
Keltron, Uptron, Optonica, Dynora, BPL and so on. Those were pre-globalization
days when epics defined Sundays and Shammi Kapoor defied Wednesdays. Tu se
accha kaun hai? Who is better than you? Doordarshan was just a teaser for the
bigger assaults to come soon. Brands changed, names changed, India politics
changed and with that NOIDA also got a prominent name, Gautam Buddh Nagar. In
the success of caste politics in the post-Babri and Post-Mandal days in north
India, Kanshi Ram-Mayavati duo could change this district into a district of
statues including their own. The crime belt of Indian capital, Gautam Buddh
Nagar evokes the names of Arushi, the mysteriously dead girl and Kohli, the man
eater of Nitari.
In Gautam Buddh Nagar district in a place called Dardi, a
fifty year old person, Mohammed Akhlaq was lynched today by an angry mob. His
son was also brutally attacked. His daughter was attacked sexually by the mob.
The crime that this unsuspecting Muslim family committed was that they ate
meat. In fact, reports say, they ate mutton. But somebody had spread the rumor
that they were eating beef in their home. Excuse me, if they were eating beef what
was the problem? They were living in Uttar Pradesh; not in Rajasthan or Gujarat
or Maharashtra or Haryana where beef is officially banned. What a pity. People like
us have to write about this ban with that stabbing feeling inside. Who are
responsible for this beef ban? The right wing Hindu fundamentalists? Okay, if
so then what is Mr.Akhilesh Yadav doing as the Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh.
We need to check whether he too has grown a sacred thread out of his skin. When
the right wing mobs decimated the villages in Muzzafarpur, this young Yadav was
not doing much. He was in a rave party with film stars somewhere near.
(scenes from the dead man's house)
The daughter of the deceased asks the public if the meat
stock they had in their home is tested for beef and if it is turned out to be
mutton, could they bring her dead father and rescue her brother and save her
from the shame and loss that she has just undergone. Impossible. None can bring
these things back to them. The mob has dispersed and has split into hundreds of
god fearing individuals who think that the gods do not eat beef nor do they
drink. These god-fearing Hindus would go back to their homes for their
dal-roti, to their skinny women and starving children. Without a pinch of
remorse they will bite into the onion and eat the dry roti, looking at the
rickety television sets that show some cheap Bhojpuri movies. That’s the life
of a Hindu vegetarian, who kills for Rama and other gods. That is the story of
a Hindu believer who kills a Muslim for eating meat inside his home. These
skinny, illiterate, ugly sons of devils are misled to the path of Hindutva by
the conniving leaders who wine and dine with Muslims and all other religions
that eat Beef, Pork, Dogs and anything that moves, for power, money and
influence. Kill, kill, die, die you, the mob, comprised of ugly, stinking,
illiterate Hindutva cannon fodders. You too will be killed by the same hands
that have put weapons into your hands. Wait and see.
Once again I tell the world that I eat beef and I eat beef
with a lot of pride. My doctor has advised me not to eat red meat. But I even
defy the doctor’s advice to defy this right wing government and this right wing
Hindutva mob. I do not give you any value and I will not give you any value
however you try to impress the world with your ability to rope in business for
India or your interest in technology and your penchant for selfies and good
clothes. You are not taking this country to anywhere. Germans do not want to
talk about their Fuhrer today. You ask any German; they will avoid the topic.
One day, one day in future, the generations that would come to this earth, in
this country, would avoid telling your name, while the world will teach its
children about you as an example of wrong governance and wrong thinking. They
will shame you in text books and your hair style and facial hairs will be
lampooned in thousand different ways in the world. Your autobiography will be
hawked in the pavements for half the price. That is the fate that is awaiting
you. You want to kill us for eating beef? Kill us for breathing and moving and
thinking. I am a Hindu and I am a Muslim too. I am a Muslim and I am a
Christian too. If I am forced to live in a country that taught me from the very
beginning that I should be proud of it, where I am deprived of my basic right
to eat what I want, it is better to call myself a refugee in my own country and
it is better to migrate to somewhere else and live there as a third class citizen.
If you kill a Muslim in the name of anything in this country called India, for
each killed Muslim, make sure that one Hindu like me is lost to your Hindu
religion. Kill, Kill, Kill.
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