Why I walked to work

Deepika

Deepika D'Souza


On Thursday 26 of September 2002 I walked to work.
I walked because a national bundh was called by the so-called powers that be.
And there were no buses, trains or taxis to take.
Because two 'terrorists' entered into the Swami Narayan Temple and killed several innocent people.

The 'terrorists' claimed that they did it to take revenge on what happened in Gujarat post Godhra, where 'terrorists' of the VHP, RSS and Barang Dal combed the streets of Gujarat killing, raping and maiming people spreading hate and sending the economy of Gujarat in a downward spiral.

I walked as my own personal protest against the 'terrorists' who claim to rule our country

I see very little difference between Bush, Osama, Musharraf, Modi, Advani or Thackeray. Each one claims to offer retaliation as a form of retribution.
Retribution where only innocent people's lives and livelihoods are irrevocably hurt and futures threatened.
Where Singhal's threat to replicate the 'experiment of Gujarat' hangs over us all;

I walked because I wonder whether it would be easier to die in a communal frenzy or in a bomb attack of a suicide bomber
And I wonder whether the 'Government of India' has any plans to fight the terrorists within its institutional folds or do they feel that they can guard every temple, car or public place from future 'revenge bombers/terrorists'.


I walked because I know that the Constitution of India assures every citizen equality, fraternity and justice
And because I believe that the Rule of Law and the idea of a Secular Democratic state is what the Tilak, Gandhi and others fought for,
and if this is not what the present leaders elected or otherwise believe in, they should not be allowed to stand for election or represent the people of India,
and need to be tried under the very laws they have created,
for disturbing law and order and threatening national peace and security.

I walked also because I know that in the face of all this violence and hate,
that the humanity of the ordinary Indian is still alive
, maybe hidden like a tuber but very much alive.

Even as I walked the few cars on the road stopped and asked if I needed a lift
But I continued to walk along with hundreds of others - ordinary people like myself who refused to be intimidated,
and who know that a future for our country, our people and our children lie in health, jobs, education and conserving our environment, in justice and equality, not in wars, arms or yatras.


Deepika D'Souza
September 26, 2002

 

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