In February 2002, when Gujarat burned, I was a sixth grader.
Phrases like “Godhra train carnage” and “State sponsored massacre” are my faint remembrances from 2002.
Time passed by. I moved on from the sixth to other grades. I never made any attempt to learn more about Gujarat.
Cut to 2013 – I am sitting in a movie theatre watching the movie “Kai Po Che” – a movie based on the backdrop of Gujarat riots.
The blood-bath and rioting scenes are upsetting. There are many views about the movie.
Some reviewers say that the Gujarat riots were reduced in the movie.
The direct involvement of the State was not explicitly shown.
If you search the net, you’ll get countless myths and counter-myths regarding the riots. The most depressing story of the riots is that a pregnant lady’s womb was torn apart and her baby was killed just because she belonged to a particular religion.
It is very hard to know the absolute truth.
I’ve been thinking about writing a post on this for many days. But it is not easy. I am not qualified enough to comment on the riots. I was not present there. I cannot say for sure who was responsible.
But, what upsets me the most, is how easy it is to polarise people in India in the name of religion.
You don’t have to look too far. Look in the comments section of various facebook pages of News Networks. You’ll find verbal riots going on between people.
What does it matter if someone is a Hindu or a Muslim? Facts are facts. History is history. That cannot be changed. Just because someone states the truth about Kashmir or Gujarat, why is he singled out and abused in the name of religion?
Just because someone is born a Hindu it doesn’t make Muslims a natural enemy for him. This is not our war.
Fighting in the name of a God, whose existence alone is debatable is the worst possible form of foolishness.
Why can’t we all just get along? It’s much simpler. But then again, I’m an idealist.