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First a chair then a broken handle from the sofa. Then a pot with the tree as the handle. And finally the lees of anger finally oozed out as a computer came crashing. By then the other comrades of this vandalism had done their needful and finally, the police, supposed to do something (all forgot what...) showed some movement and they were actually trying to save the gheraoed terrified creatures that were, once in a blue moon, called teachers.(One among them was also called Principal.... Students in years to come may have a hard time placing the crown of respect on these people.) Anyways the police finally remember they have a duty and so they shake a leg, rescues the already dying poor creatures from the dead tired party of over enthusiasts, mostly parents (how??!!!)
For many who were living on Mars (literally) I am just narrating the ordeal that took place just days back with principal Helen Sircar of Christ Church girls school being tormented. Trial is on and many have been captured but at what cost. The girls' death was obviously something to mourn but this way??!!
It brings me to the question...When will we recognize the borders? Where to stop and what not to do with people that are epitome of prestige.... Simply unanswerable. Just as this shit takes over the newspaper and is condemned strongly JU students gherao teachers and demands ragging punishment rethink. I don't know enough to comment but what the f*** is this...
When brains are replaced by brawl, we know logic takes backseat and the society crumples. It's pathetic to even think how we can threaten some people who have at one point tried to enlighten us with education. The same stuff that differentiates us with those barbaric animals whose behavioral aspect adorned the people who attacked the school.And I find myself in a vulnerable spot. What to look at and what to discard when anarchy befalls on this society I am living in.
Seriously people; we are going down.....
First a chair then a broken handle from the sofa. Then a pot with the tree as the handle. And finally the lees of anger finally oozed out as a computer came crashing. By then the other comrades of this vandalism had done their needful and finally, the police, supposed to do something (all forgot what...) showed some movement and they were actually trying to save the gheraoed terrified creatures that were, once in a blue moon, called teachers.(One among them was also called Principal.... Students in years to come may have a hard time placing the crown of respect on these people.) Anyways the police finally remember they have a duty and so they shake a leg, rescues the already dying poor creatures from the dead tired party of over enthusiasts, mostly parents (how??!!!)
For many who were living on Mars (literally) I am just narrating the ordeal that took place just days back with principal Helen Sircar of Christ Church girls school being tormented. Trial is on and many have been captured but at what cost. The girls' death was obviously something to mourn but this way??!!
It brings me to the question...When will we recognize the borders? Where to stop and what not to do with people that are epitome of prestige.... Simply unanswerable. Just as this shit takes over the newspaper and is condemned strongly JU students gherao teachers and demands ragging punishment rethink. I don't know enough to comment but what the f*** is this...
When brains are replaced by brawl, we know logic takes backseat and the society crumples. It's pathetic to even think how we can threaten some people who have at one point tried to enlighten us with education. The same stuff that differentiates us with those barbaric animals whose behavioral aspect adorned the people who attacked the school.And I find myself in a vulnerable spot. What to look at and what to discard when anarchy befalls on this society I am living in.
Seriously people; we are going down.....
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