This blog (Brutalities in Bangalore) came in today as a forward. It just wouldn’t leave my mind, after the reading. One voice keeps repeating in me… it could have been you, or someone dear to you! And the people who doubt the credibility of this guy (an ::wikipedia(Indian_Institutes_of_Management#IIM_Lucknow,IIML)::/::wikipedia(ITBHU)::) who went to see off his fiance, would surely dismiss me without even a second thought.
The RPF comprising of one sub-inspector/inspector and four constables, appeared on the scene. The surrounding public was whisked away. None of the railway police officials cared to listen to me and they started hitting me indiscriminately with lathis. They dragged me out, and all the 4 constables continued hitting me with lathis from Platform 1 to Platform 3/5, till we reached the station master’s cabin
Why are we like this?! This same thing happening in a railway station in Delhi or Mumbai would not disturb me as much. Only the possibility of happening to self touches us, it seems. And that exactly is what help morons like the ones described in this article thrive (he call them Railway Police, I guess).
I suppose there might have been a slight provocation from the blog author’s part (provocation in the sense, not lowering your head and talking like a slave in front of police – we are supposed to do that in this part of the world). Even if he uttered something in protest, even if he did not have a platform ticket, those b*s have no right whatsoever to lay their hands on him.
The same feeling is coming down on me, the one I get while seeing very well-behaved airport and customs officials everywhere else in the world. The way I was ashamed of being surprised at seeing a well-behaved police-man the first time I’ve been to US. The fact that am surprised at civil behaviour, on reflection, makes me sad – for my land and the many nice people here.
== Update ==
Scuffle: Six railway staff transferred
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