Despicable Me
Kolkata represents a city full of life and a kingdom of dreams where culture and art are not hard to find.It was home to several Nobel Laureates who need no introduction.
But the question which eats me from the inside is that is our city really a place where the mind is without fear and the head is held high?
Being a guy in his early 20 's and possessing a 2 wheeler in the city of Kolkata is no longer symbolic to freedom and independence .
Coming from one of the humblest and having received the strictest upbringing all that seems to be null and void as i unfold the papers everyday to increasing volumes of degraded acts of the biker gangs all around the city because sadly even i fit into the category of young bikers around the city.
The police give me irritated looks.
The humble ones step back in fear.
And the aware ones stare in disgust as i ride down most roads in the city limits on my bike.
But the real question here is
'Do i deserve to be treated this way?'
'Does my city really need to be disgraced in this manner?'
I disagree
They say a man's budget and a woman's dignity is in their own hands'
sticking to context I’d like to raise a question to each and every calcuttan here and that is, fundamental rights kept aside would we as a responsible father or a brother let the female in our house be out on the streets by themselves, let alone walking on the road at 2 am?
Do we not lock our house at night before sleeping?
Do we not check and double check after locking our cars?
Fundamentally it is our right to be protected but we still take the necessary precautions, do we not!?
Then why fail to do so as far as our self respect is concerned?
Not being a male chauvinist i would l like to raise this simple question
’Is it really the job of the policeman down the road to stand and wait for us to safely return from the late night lavish party and then he can go home to his wife and children?’
Or instead not be out vulnerable on the streets at such early hours.
No place in the world is safe for us meek and vulnerable,
It was a merry winter evening, I was out for a short walk with both my sister-in-laws in the evening, in comes a man cruising his convertible passing derogatory comments to my bhabis and asking them if they needed a lift as I helplessly stood there, the place was the hustling and bustling streets of Orlando US near Universal Studious. There was no cop around to give me instant justice.
If a disturbing thing like that can happen in a “greatest country in the world” inspire of their efficient law and order methodologies then how is our system at fault over here.
Instead of glorifying the villains( baba power & mama power) we should use the media as our powerful weapon to curb them as the telegraph has done countless number of times earlier.
Should i as decent Calcutta boy coming from a respectable background feel as despicable?
