Good vs Evil: Good Samaritan Teens / Teen Rapists

Good vs Evil: What prevails more in our society? Good or Evil? We leave the choice to you to evaluate the society you belong to. However in this new section ‘Good vs Evil’ we bring out the two extremes of the social incidents. The good one which sets an example and ensure we raise our kids like them. And the evil one which makes us aware and ensure we raise our kids unlike them and enable them to protect themselves from such evils.

The Good: Good Samaritan Teens


Tarbett (17),  Bailey Campbell (17) and Aeron McQuillin (18)

The three teenagers from Ontario, Canada, went for a drive and spotted a stranger’s broken car. She was struggling with no help at the highway, who can’t afford to tow the vehicle. The boys decided to help her by pushing her car till her home. Interestingly, her home is not at the next street, but 7 miles far. But the good Samaritans did it. (Read the full story here)

The Evil : Teen Rapists


In India, rape has become a routine crime and going on like it has no full stop. According to a report about 1,752 rape incidents are reported every year in the Indian state of Odisha, alone. But it saddens us, when the crime is committed by teenagers whom we can still call as boys next door.  A college student was allegedly gang-raped in Odisha’s Sundargarh by five youth, including three of her classmates, who dragged her into a forest on her way back to home after college. (Read the full story here)

Bottom line: Every kid is born with a blank soul, it is us the society and the parents who script their character. Teach them Good and make them practice it. Make them aware of the Evil and help them fight it.


Comment your thoughts… Ideas to bring up good character in kids.

News Courtesy: and News 18 India

Must Read : Juvenile + Rapist + Punishment = ?

Yet another post on Rape! Yet another cribbing! But new angles to see.


Logically, The Capital Punishment is regarded as a last judgement for people whom we think there is no amendment possible after confirming their heinous act(s). Many of us regard rape as such a crime, which deserves Capital Punishment.

What if the criminal is a Juvenile? Here are a few points to think on

  • He may be juvenile by age, but not by physical maturity to commit that crime.
  • Moral awareness level would be lower to such juvenile criminals, whom to blame? himself / his parents / society around him?
  • Capital Punishment is a revenge in crude term. Obvious the victim needs justice and some law to take that revenge.
  • Many of us regard forgiving, Rehabilitation, Other than capital punishments as toothless justice by many.
  • When adults are sentenced to capital punishment, why not the same for a juvenile who is an adult enough physically to commit a rape?

Actually how the victim feels after such incident, if not get killed!

  • Everyone feels pity / sad for her, some society may see her entirely with different eyes. She need to face such a world afterwards.
  • Psychologically, a recovery may take the life time. Nobody can assure this to the victim. From lack of trust to hatred will cling on to the victim’s mind.
  • Unless we were victimized, we can never explain the life after rape. So overall it is much painful than we imagine.

What about the Society?

  • Society as usual will react in its own terms. Everyone will pop up with their take on the issue. Discuss Solutions.
  • But rapes will keep on happening somewhere everyday! The society will repeat its process.

What about Laws?

  • Whenever a Law and order try to find a way to stop a crime, by punishments alone it fails over a period of Time.
  • Many relate rape laws of the Arabic world as the apt ones, but go and ask the women about their rights there. The story will be totally different.

The Roots of a Crime:

Any crime cannot happen unless the social system and it’s laws supports it. The Society organises the Rape! Hard to swallow? yes we have to accept it. Because rape is a morality failure. It fails to respect and value a fellow human being.

What cause the morals to fail?

So simple, wherever women are considered unequal and lesser than men; exploitation occurs. So we need to begin from square one, just as many noble persons say, start teaching our kids about valuing men and women equal. Initiate it from our home.

Awareness about sex and love need to explained to the younger generation without feeding the lust. But we feed the lust to the youth in every possible social media and wants our youth to stay cultured! How? You show women as sex objects, in fact, they are the very women who do it and urge to showcase them as sex objects! Not just media, I can list n number of factors which puts women in bad lights. Overall, the point is no crime can happen without the societies approval. We have approved rape indirectly.

When the basic system of Values and Morals is weak in youth, how can we expect them to see things in matured way? Ideally, if a youngster encounters an unconscious girl, maybe drunk, may be drugged, maybe hurt in an accident, may be in parda or revealing clothes, or maybe even naked!, he should try to take her to safety; protect her. This is what we all want right? High morality! No one wants that girl to get raped by that youngster!

So irrespective of dress codes, culture what we all want in unison is nothing but HUMANITY. It’s no feminism, it is not about much hyped women safety! It is the damn simple kindness to another soul. Why many are not doing it?

LACK OF VALUES. So the ball is in our courts now. Are you going to keep arguing about punishing the criminals? or take effective measures to increase the human values in each mind?

We need punishments for providing justice to the victims of the past and present. But to prevent the crime from happening in the future, we need reformation at grass root levels.


- Din

Courtesy : Written for Desire v/s Destiny via Indiblogger Prompt

Read previous articles on this issue


Alert! : New Punishment for Rapists : LAB RATTING, ORGAN HARVESTING

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Alert! : 5 Policemen ‘gangrape’ 16yr old girl @gunpoint


Salute : One Brave Man Fought 40 Robbers, saved a girl from rape : Bishnu Shrestha

In the Solitude of her Joy

Crimes Against Women: In the Solitude of her Joy


Story : The Night, I killed Kamini – A myth busting thriller!


Five Thoughts for You : Prostitution


Story : 55 Fiction : A Woman in Night Street

Woman in Night StreetDamn power cuts! The darkness filled the night street. “Leave me!” she screamed. With difficulty, I spotted two men dragging her. Not difficult for my pistol and the trust in my aim. One down, the other fled away.

The power came back and she saw a Police Officer. “Thank you Ma’am”, she held my hands.

- Din

Insights Behind : True freedom of a woman is in her own hands, no men could take it away or hiding it away from her, the moment she start to believe, she will gain the freedom. Freedom is always taken, not to be given!

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Powerful Quote #148 : Punishment


Any punishment goes meaningless when they do not account for a reformation.
Then what punishment could make sense for incorrigible criminals?

– Din


Story : The Night, I killed Kamini – A myth busting thriller!

Do you believe in Ghosts? I do not. However, some incidents may coincide with few moments which we can never explain or answer clearly. One such incident happened in my life too when I was young.

“You people need real guts to stay in that 7th ward” every person who crossed our street used to exclaim at us. As soon as the clock ticks 10pm in the night you cannot find anyone walking outside. Even strangers think twice to enter our street at night time.

devilAll because of Kamini, a girl who was allegedly killed and hanged. Only police investigations later confirmed that was a murder. It happened two years ago. After that incident, that house was abandoned. To our bad luck our home was next to her house. We hardly knew about her, because just in few weeks we bought this home, she was killed. Many gossiped bad about her character. We could not afford a new home for this issue and my father decided that we should stay here.

Every night I behaved like a panic-maniac. I have heard people tell stories about Kamini walking near her home at nights, some say they heard her hissing voice when they go near her house. To my bad luck there is just a wall that separate my room and her house. I never opened the windows on that side, even on day time. ‘Kamini’s windows’ that’s how I called it.

Power-cuts at midnights daunt me completely. Without a fan, I couldn’t sleep. I used to stay awake all the time till the power returns and every minute was like watching a devil movie alone. My ears heard all the stories that people commented about Kamini. I used to feel her spirit around, but I never dared to open my eyes.

That was one such night I never forget. Midnight around 1 or 1.30. Again a power-cut woke me up. I never opened my eyes in darkness, but that day I felt some breathe near my face. I was sure someone breathing mildly near me. I closed my eyes so tight and hid under my blanket. Slowly the breath moved away. I do not feel any sign of that breathe. I decided to peep through the blanket. Slowly I made a split to peek out. It was a complete darkness. 

On that pitch black I could not see anything. Even I cannot walk into the next room where mom and dad were sleeping, then. I desperately wanted to go there. The menace appeared from my behind, yellow lights from the Kamini’s windows. That was from her house, someone blowing a torch light. I tried to scream out the fear, but I was frozen in fear. No voice coming out from my mouth. Suddenly I spotted a shadow of a person, immediately the torch went off.

I decided to run to the next room. I got down from the bed like a cat. My room’s door got closed with a jolt. I thought I was dead. But I hyperventilated and could even hear my own heart beat. I decided that I have no choice either to die in this room or get out of it.

“Why Kamini is threatening a school kid like me for no reason? Does she want to talk to me or tell anything as happens in movies?, or Is she trying to take revenge on the people who killed her? If so, then why she target an innocent soul like me? Shall I talk to her?” my mind asked 100 questions in a minute.

“But people told that Kamini was not a good girl and she deserved to die. People hate her,” I searched for a conclusion. In a split second I heard some low voice near my door, sure that didn’t belong to my family. 

I never heard such a rugged voice before. It was myself versus the devil then. I had no choice to fight back Kamini. 

I gathered every ounce of courage inside me.. It was complete darkness, I was a little girl in a room with the door closed. I was not brave to try opening the door, but brave enough to do another thing. I tiptoed towards the Kamini’s windows, I can hear the voice even better, but I decided and said to myself “I am not going to panic”. My next move was the most courageous act I have ever done in my life. I got nearer to the Kamini’s windows and released the bolt to open it. Yes! You may feel I was a lunatic, but I did it. I felt the fear even in my spine, but I had no other choice. I did it. 

AaaaaaahAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” I screamed out loud breaking the fear to look at Kamini’s house. The voice near my door disappeared, but somebody knocked the door so hard to open. My screaming, would have woken up the entire street, to stop the screaming was never a choice for me.  I continued to shout as loud as I could. 

The power came back on, so as the street lights. I used that dim ray of light to spot the lamp’s switch in my room. I heard somebody screaming louder behind my door. This time in pain, I am sure. 

“Open the door” my dad’s voice shouted “Honey are you ok? Open the door!”. I rushed and opened it! I found a shocking scene outside, there was a man in mask lying down and screaming in pain. I think my dad stabbed him with a knife. 

We all rushed outside to call for help. “Thief! Thief!” mom and dad shouted, the neighbors came to the rescue, they called the police as well. 

The Police arrived and took that masked guy in custody. He was not dead! “I heard my daughter screaming and rushed to rescue, this man tried to stab me with a knife, but I fought back, I had no choice but to stab him back to save ourselves, so I did”, my Dad answered the police.

The next day newspapers read “The Kamini myth is revealed and it was the thief who disguised as a devil. The Police arrested Kamini’s murderer, a thief and rapist who confessed that he had raped and killed the young girl two years back. He was stabbed while he attempted to steal the very next house where Kamini was murdered…” News Channels praised my dad a lot for his brave act! Also they mentioned that I was so clever and courageous to shout out for help opening that window amid of the wide spread romour about Kamini. They all called me “The myth buster kid who killed ‘Kamini (Devil)’.”

A few weeks later the masked man was sentenced to death.

People never talked wrong about Kamini then onwards and even felt so sad about her. People started walking free during night times. The Kamini threat is not there anymore with anyone. 7th ward is no more a devil’s street. 

My parents are sleeping in my room now a days, but I am not ready to open the Kamini’s windows yet.

KaminiIt is another night. The power went off. I am in fear again.

“Shall I open the Window?” A voice asked me!!!

It’s my dad! “No daddy, please do not” 

“Why?, we all know now that there is no Kamini devil, she is not a devil, so please don’t be scared dear” Daddy tried to convince me.

“Daddy, I want to tell you something”.

“What sweet heart?” daddy went on to open the windows and did.

“Daddy, I did not lock the door from inside that day!” I replied.

 : Well the myth, not busted yet 😉

– Written by Din

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