Sunday, March 01, 2009

Real Fear

"It could've happened to anybody." And with that premises, I walk with fear on the roads of Delhi, just having been a witness to somebody in a miserable condition being pushed deeper into misery in broad daylight. Things aren't the same anymore. The paranoia will set in - not just me, everybody else - after all it's not everyday that you see such things happening right in front of your eyes...somebody being taken down from a distance. My friends have felt fearful walking through crowded lanes in Muslim-dominated areas, much because of the hype machine that has reduced "Islam" to another word for "senseless killing", prejudice. A similar fear is manifest to certainty these days, but not on Muslim, but Hindu/Sikh turf, and walking through those lanes is a dosage of paranoia: you are aware of what these people can do to you, and take every step expecting your doom; your eyes moving like a pinball, searching for their faces every direction; you start hating their kids - cute and innocent - because you know what menace lies inside them; you expect every distraction as a ploy, and walk with pacing steps in a straight line, fearful to look in the that direction only because you're too familiar as to what could be your fate; the roads hint of the few lucky ones who made it through, those hints being as frightful as much as comforting. You walk on, because there are no other options. You live in such a society, and you live with IT, year after year with the same recurrent fear.
But you are certain that it would pass away: those menacing kids sneaking up on you with water balloons a few days around Holi.

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