Rang de basanti and Wednesday were more than mere bollywood movies. They actually hit the much needed spark in some of the non-eunuchs of our society. Guided or misguided, they rose, and tried to change something. Were the successful? No.
Imagine this. Rahul, a boy next door of Patna is an average youth. He gets a diploma in Radiology, and one fine day, goes to a big city called Mumbai for a walk in interview. And 22 days later, is encountered by the Mumbai Police for supposedly threatening the life of a number of bus passengers, shouting "Jai Bihar, Jai Patna", also being alleged that he was gonna kill some bigshot guy called Raj Thakeray.
Sounds feasible? Yeah, Biharis are unpredictable. Back in Bihar, they play with rifles and pistols like toys, you know.
Okay, lemme make something clearer here. This Rahul belonged to a typical middle class family, with no political connections and no criminal history.
They called him the 'Prince' of the mohalla for his subtle and gentle nature.
Still sounds feasible? Okay, let's suppose that this actually happened, which it did, actually. Now the big question is,
"WHY??"
What forced Rahul to become a mass life threatening gunman?
What forces a youth to take a revolver in the pen holding hand?
Revenge.
Now, what sort of revenge did Rahul want to take?
Revenge to the INSULT of hundreds of Biharis in their own country. Maharashtra (literally, the great land), can not tolerate the Bihari people occupying their job positions. 'THEIR' job postions.
Wtf, dude.
If I am an unemployed guy, I would definitely want to work. Work anywhere in my country. Who the hell are you to stop me from workin in this part of India or that part. I have a constitutional right to move, settle and work in any normal part (by normal, I mean not ethnically preserved) of my country.
So, shut the fuck up, and mind your business. And lemme give the interview and lemme get the job and lemme feed my family. I might not be as rich andd powerful as you, and i don't aspire to be one. But I want to live, and I have to work in order to live.
And I don't need no passport or any fuckin permission from any political freak.
May be this was the message that Rahul Raj wanted to give to Raj Thakeray. All he was trying to do was to get some media attention, so that the meek voice of a common man reaches the power zones.
And what he got were two bullets in his head, and two bullets in his chest.
Readers of this post, think.
And comment what you feel.
Alok Kumar,
IIT Kharagpur.
