I shook my head and smiled when the court said there was no foolproof evidence. Yet they were convicting the man.
Just like I had shook my head and smiled when the officer
emphasized that the dead men were indeed terrorists. Never mind that two hours
ago these men had been dragged out of their homes, shot and guns put in their
hands.
Another time I had shook my head and smiled when they
reported that the Pandits had left their houses of their own accord. They had
not been threatened by anyone.
Earlier I had shook my head and smiled when the Chief
Minister explained that the farmers had committed suicide because they did not
plant the right crops. The river getting diverted to the city had nothing
to do with it.
Still earlier, I had shook my head and smiled when they said the
riot was a spontaneous reaction to earlier event which was a reaction to an
earlier event which was a reaction to an event we all have forgotten.
And then there was a time when I shook my head and smiled
when women protested naked. I was told that these things happen when we try to
preserve the unity and integrity of our country.
How can I forget that time when I shook my head and smiled
when they told us that this mountain had to be carved for the many million
tonnes of coal we needed to become an economic superpower. Who cares what
happens to the people and villages around it.
Again I shook my head and smiled when they said someone
could live on 32 rupees a day. Then they said it was 160 rupees and then it was
5000 rupees. They also found places where you could eat a meal for 12 rupees.
And because of that poverty had gone down in the last decade.
But I laughed when one of the men was declared a juvenile never
mind he was the most violent. Another two were not in the bus but at a music
concert. A fourth was only driving the bus. He did not know what happened.
Soon they all might prove that the bus did not exist
and the incident was a figment of our imagination.
That would be a good finale to the show.
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