This is not the story you have heard in the news yesterday, but yet another incident which happened years back when I was doing my schooling, which made me feel ashamed of being a part of this society and even being an Indian who could not do much about it. What I am going to tell is not the media hyped Ilavarasan- Divya story, but the stories that were forbidden and forgotten in our society.
This happened in the name of honour killing. The story line is the same a man and woman loves, parent on one side opposes usually the girl’s family does or the caste said to be on the higher side opposes. I prefer to keep their names anonymous. These lovers too faced such problems and things were beyond their control to make their parents to understand or to accept their love. After confirming that they could never marry with their parents’ consent, they eloped to Chennai.
Searching happened, they located the couple “Married”, and nothing much could be done by them later, as the couple were sure about not to leave Chennai and return home. He was employed in a private company and earned well. Their parents were left with no option; either accept them or to reject them completely. They had not reacted much and left silence only as the answer to the couple.
Their love soon bloomed in the form of a baby in the woman’s womb. What could be the happiest thing to know for a couple than this, to know that there going be a living sign of their love, will walk on earth in ten months. What could melt a person’s heart than a baby’s face? Even a tough soul will go soft as a rabbit when a baby smiles at them. They too were hopeful the child would bring back peace to their life and settle things with their respective parents.
The baby was born in Chennai and both the parents of the couple got the information. Just like in the movies things happened favouring the couple, so the parents visited their granddaughter. The couple was finally restful as the things were calmed down; acceptance from their parents was the only thing they always wanted.
It is a tradition here to bring the mother to her home and name the child on the sixteenth day of the birth. She too went home along with her parents with dreams about the child’s future and obviously listing the names she would love her baby girl can be given. The husband sent off the wife at home and planned to arrive home on the weekend as he had some work in his office in Chennai.
It was a Saturday; the young father stepped again into the village where he hardly expected any welcome earlier. But then he believed things got changed and borne smile to see his little baby whom he will share his love along with his ladylove. In a blink of an eye there came a heavy vehicle which smashed his two-wheeler to the grounds. Before he could come to consciousness his dreams, life and his soul left the earth with probably one question. “Why?” Decades of life crushed on the roads as flesh and blood, that’s it. No more dreams that poor soul can have any more. Lost the battle to a cowardice act and to the evil creatures in the human mascots 😦
It was not just an accident, a planned murder by the young mother’s family, all planned and executed cruelty. They sent out the message stating that they had done justice and shown the rest of the world what would happen if anyone elopes with a girl from their caste! Their caste group was so proud about doing so! Sick Bastards I would search for an even more offensive word to call them!
What mistake the couple had done? The mother had left her home forever with her child, that baby will grow without her father! Whosoever missed their dad at a younger age will know the pain of not having a dad to speak stories and hug! There was no evidence proving against the killers, they are walking free with pride at the cost of a soul with dreams to live just a normal life with his family. A son would be missed and a husband is no more for a woman who need to face this horribly safe!-Indian society for women all on her own (marrying another man is hardly a choice she would consider).
What is the use I and you or anyone in this ridiculous society to exist, impotent to ask against these brutalities and crimes? Money rules here! That’s the only answer I could give to all justice seeking individuals.
We society are the criminals and hold a major part in this, not just the murderers. Again I repeat the same statement, we individuals, our families constitute this society. We emphasis social pressure on individuals on their marriage and escalate it as an issue of “Pride”. Sick of us! It is the matter of concern for the souls who are going to live together in their life, we are just third persons. What the hell we have rights to interfere or infest their life in any way by adding pressure to their life.
Recently a lovely human being from the UK left a comment on a previous post stating that his wife was from India and he is an English guy. And he felt sad for the souls who lost their lives in the name of Honour killing. That is a sense of love we should have. The world is going somewhere civilized, look at ourselves, we are as equal as some Barbarians.
Answer yourself honestly! Will you consider your sons / daughters love only based on the righteousness of her choice? Will you throw away the caste and religion and accept their love? If yes, there is a change in the distant future! Else forget about this and trash my words. There is no damn use of explaining you anything. I along with people like me will wait till you people get old and die soon, so as you leave us a place which values and love humanity.
A kind request to the younger generation is not to listen to any of the nonsense caste preaching or pride lectures from your older generation. We need to shed them and move ahead as civilized humans to the next level.
Imagine a world full of love and peace, which is possible only when we throw away our useless identities from the past. First throw away the castes, everything will happen as a magic following that.
Till then say nothing anymore about the culture and tradition amid of sheer stupidity we are living with. There is no pride when we are ultimately failed to live even as a human being, then comes your story of being an Indian or a Hindu or a Muslim or whatever you want to be called.
Take a pledge to educate your kids the good virtues and raise them up uninfected by these castes and differences! Some people ask me what I am trying to do with Propel Steps, this is one of the things what I do here, to convey this message via my writing, my workshops to school kids and enable their minds to a form a humane society in the future. You may face critics as I do! But only one thing I have to say for all who fight the odds in life “NEVER QUIT”!!! Take a moment and think!
– Words by Din