A Predestine Episode

imagesShe seemed incapable of achieving something like that. Small, timid and barely managing with what she had in her hand, Anita fumbled with the paperwork. The long form was like a nightmare to her, inquiring about her past records, her family and each and every detail of her life. She was putting up with it because she got the best job in the world. Her parents always told her to go for a conventional Government job because  it had security and though she never really agreed with them, here she was, filling out a form for a Government job. Given the loan her parents took for their new apartment, this job was very crucial for Anita.

The ride back home was filled with excitement for her. Anita decided against using the telephone to inform her parents. She purchased some sweets from the nearby bakery and jumped two steps at a time to reach her new apartment on the second floor. She hit the button of the bell and her mother answered it instantly as if waiting near the door for her daughter. Pushing a sweet into her mother’s mouth, she announced, “Guess who is heading the department of English in LSRC, a week from now?” Her beaming parents hugged her and cried. They were ecstatic.

Those 7 days seemed like 7 years to Anita who couldn’t stop thinking of her new job, her new stature as the head of the department and also the kind of financial security her family now had given their endless struggle was nothing short of a victory.

photograph clicked by TanushreeThe anticipated day arrived, a crisp cotton salwar kameez was adorned, a red mark on Anita’s forehead confirmed that she was all ready for her new job. The gate of the college flew open and she entered the office for her first day at work. The office staff had a quizzical look on their face at the head of the English Department had already joined a couple of days ago. Anita was aghast. She showed them the papers and did not budge. She asked them to call the higher authority.

A rather smug looking man with a protruding belly came to answer her query. He said, “Madam, that job went to the area tax collector’s daughter. I know it must be heart breaking for you but the system has some rules. We can’t act against them. I am really sorry.” Tears welling up in Anita’s eyes, she ran through the corridor and passed the college gate in a blur. She only stopped when she couldn’t run any longer. She fell down on the ground. Crying bitterly, she saw the world fall apart. What was she going to tell her parents? What was she going to do now given that she left her last job a week back?

She didn’t go home until it was too dark. Surprisingly the society in which she lived in was flooding with light as she stopped near the gate horror struck.  Her home was a pile of debris. There were numerous rescue people pulling out residents of the building who were there inside their house when it collapsed. People were cursing the Government officials for using poor quality material for the construction.

source: www.boston.comAnita ran towards the debris to find her parents. Luckily her parents weren’t home when the mishap happened. They hugged their daughter and together they watched the ruins of their dream home being laden on the truck. Anita wanted to tell her parents that she lost her job. But the grief of a lost job was nothing as compared to the fall of the EMI dependent house which no longer existed.

Corruption is rising at an alarming rate all around the world. It hits us badly, from getting that job in the company (at least what I see in India) to that land which was to be allotted to the deserving candidate; too much is decided by bribery, power and politics. India rose against corruption under the leadership of Anna Hazare, but soon that lost momentum too.

In the past, countries agreed to cooperate with one another in every aspect of the fight against corruption, including prevention, investigation, and the prosecution of offenders. Countries are bound by the Convention to render specific forms of mutual legal assistance in gathering and transferring evidence for use in court, to extradite offenders. Countries are also required to undertake measures which will support the tracing, freezing, seizure and confiscation of the proceeds of corruption.

But is it helping?

Dreams

boyThe tree branches were drooping with the weight of the spring flowers. Ram sat beneath the cool shade of the tree. He was chanting under his breath. He had been waiting for this day for quite some time now. Even though his impatience grew every second, he couldn’t bring himself to go there. Just when he was contemplating, he heard a distant shout of his father. Heart thumping like never before, he jumped to his feet and ran towards him.

His father was running too and as they met, Ram’s father embraced his son tightly. Tears were leaking down his face and he couldn’t stop smiling. Ram was fraught with confusion and wanted the mystery to end. Seeing this, his father informed him-“You got selected, 4 days from now a new life awaits you!!!”

Ram couldn’t believe this. Being born and brought up in a small city, his life had seen more dreams than reality. He couldn’t control his tears, much to his embarrassment and cried too. He then ran to his mother who was surrounded by the ladies from the neighborhood. All were beaming with pride, nobody had ever before cracked an engineering entrance exam in their district and Ram was the very first from their small city.

After exchange of greetings and gifts, Ram began preparing for his new life ahead. His parents bought him everything he demanded. He wasn’t used to this attention. Everyone greeted him with a smile, the shopkeepers gave away free stuff to him. Life couldn’t be better for him. He left for his college next day.

source: spiritualityhealth.comHis hostel was close to a luxury for him. He was allotted a room and soon began interacting with the other boys. The day melted into night and then came the much dreaded part of their college life. The seniors came to the fresher’s hostel and bullied all the 1st year students. Ram being the shy one, stood in a corner and didn’t move. One of the senior boys came to him and asked to strip his clothes. Ram was offended and gave a ‘NO’ for an answer. That boy got angry and called the rest of them to help him.

The nightmare began; they forcefully stripped off Ram of all his clothes. They started laughing and took away all his clothes. Ram fled to his room crying. He felt the world fall apart in front of him. He couldn’t bear the pain. His roommate consoled him and told him to calm down.

The next day went fairly well for Ram, he liked his new teachers and his teachers were impressed with his knowledge too. Forgetting about last night he headed towards his hostel only to be greeted by his seniors near his dorm door with a huge pile of clothes. They told him to wash all the clothes and not sleep that night. Ram had no way out, he couldn’t inform hi parents about it as he didn’t want them to be troubled. His classmates had warned him of dire consequences if he complained about those seniors to the college authority.

boyThe torture didn’t end that night. They made him sit on a hot plate, kicked him taking turns, took all his money away and tortured him each night. He was fast losing his interest in college and started locking himself up in his room. Everyone tried to help him, but with in vain. He was suffering from chronic depression. Now he obediently did what his seniors asked from him. Only inside he was dying every second.

It was the night of the college fest. The hostel was empty, the seniors were away celebrating. Everyone returned with a lot of energy and good mood, the fest was a huge success.

Ram’s roommate was singing a song when he opened his room and yelled out in terror. The whole hostel came to see what happened. Ram was hanging by his neck from the ceiling fan. He was dead. Nobody could believe this, they called the college authority and his parents were called.

Ram’s mother went mad. She couldn’t bear the shock of this incidence. His father was very calm. He tried to question the students, but nobody helped him. They didn’t want the same things repeated to them.

Ram’s father was a courageous man. He filed a case against those seniors with the help of a couple of students who helped him secretly.  He went to the court every day. Hired the best lawyer, ate less, but gave the lawyer his fees. 11 months went like this. Ram’s father was seeing it go nowhere. He was lost, he had no money and the case was losing its momentum in the court. Repetitive court dates, all with same results.

The day of the verdict came. Ram’s father was shaking with anger; he couldn’t let the murderers of his son be free. But he couldn’t do anything either.

Then the golden moment came, 10 students, Ram’s friends agreed to appear in court and testify against those seniors. Ram’s father couldn’t stop crying. He called them to the court and they testified.

The senior students were sent to jail. Ram finally got the justice he deserved.

His mother was improving and after hearing the news, she started showing signs of drastic improvement. Although he lost his only child, Ram’s father pledged to open a school on his son’s name and make every child competent enough to study further. He made this his new goal in life and worked towards achieving it.hope