Story: When a Juvenile Criminal Became a Law Minister to Amend Law to Get Himself Punished

This is the last day of my life as a citizen of my country, as a human being and as the Law Minister of this country. Finally, I have achieved my goal of life. It took me 35 years to remove the termite that was eating my country for last 7 decades. It had almost hollowed the whole country, its intellect, its brain and the machinery & mechanism that was driving it. Day before yesterday night I had a private meeting with the Prime Minister that lasted till dawn, though it was not anticipated by him earlier. It was my story that shattered him and finally he had to get convinced what I wanted him to believe and execute.

Yesterday morning my case was sent to a special court by the order of President. I did not opt for any defense counsel. I accepted both the serious charges that were put against me by the Prime Minister - rape and murder. Being a serious crime, Court ordered to hang me till death and the date for that is tomorrow. Had I not gone to Prime Minister and told him my story, I would have happily carried on with my job without any trouble. But I decided 35 years back when I contested in my first elections of the country that some day I would become powerful enough to change some laws of my country.

One and a half years back I became the law minister of this country. It was not easy to change the laws specially those which were intentionally formed to hide and shelter politically and financially powerful stream of the country. I had to struggle a lot to finally get the law amended that for heinous crimes an underage will not be treated as a juvenile and in the court of law he will be given the same treatment and punishment as any adult who had committed that crime.  Crimes like murder, rape, terrorism etc. should never come under Juvenile Justice Act as the mind who can think and act on such crimes should never be given any kind of leverages of age, caste, religion or anything for that sake.So the Juvenile law amended last week and signed by the President clearly says no heinous crime will come under the shelter of Juvenile. It will not matter whether the criminal is 14, 16, 20 or 80 years of age in case of murder, rape, terrorism or similar kind of acts.

Once this law got amended, signed by the President and implemented, I was relaxed as I have achieved my target. Now only one thing was left - to punish myself for the crime I made in my teenage even though I was not the real culprit for the first one for which I was sent to Juvenile Home for a year that was reduced to 6 months because of my tremendously sober nature and behavior.

In my childhood, I was found in a garbage box by Ramaiya who was serving in the kitchen of the then Law Minister Brijender Singh. Ramaiya decided to adopt me and treat me as his own child as the couple married for last 6 years had no child. When I grew a little to the age of 5, I started going to the house of Brijender Singh with Ramaiya. Brijender Singh never objected my going to his residence and office. When I was 15 years of age, it was Brijender Singh's 5 consecutive election that he was planning to win in a row. But this time he had a fear of losing against his rival Sukhvinder who had a cleaner picture in public. 

Despite Brijender's warning, Sukhvinder refused to withdraw his nomination against Brijender for which he had to pay in a big way. Sukhvinder's daughter was raped and I got caught early morning with two witnesses claiming I was the culprit. I was declared as a rapist with no fault of mine but the cue steered by Brijender. I was sent to Juvenile for a year for this crime. After a couple of months I got to know that the actual crime was done by Brijender and Ramaiya. Brijender had convinced Ramaiya to get me caught in this crime as the law is so weak that I will be sent to Juvenile for a year and that is it. The same was acted upon.

So my first crime that was imposed on me had not even an iota of my involvement in it. But I was declared as a rapist. Though I was held for one year, after 6 months I was relieved because of my good behavior. Ramaiya and Brijender were not aware about it. I murdered both of them the same night.

I was again caught and sent to Juvenile for 2 years. After 2 years I moved to another city, changed my identity, built up my reputation and seriously got engaged in social welfare. It was during that time that I decided to create a new chapter in the weak law structure of my country. Finally after winning a series of elections, I became the Law Minister of my country, got the relevant law amended. And after that convinced Prime Minister that I committed a crime of murder for which I must be punished. And that is how - tomorrow is my last day.

But I am happy that I have been able to change to law of this country to treat a Juvenile rapist as an adult and punish him and if proven, should be hanged. 

Poetry: On my Way to your Dreams

When I planned for this, I never realized,

That somebody very close to you

had been weaving some other plans

But got caught at the exact time of my execution

A funny thing happened on my way to your dreams

I had my plans to drive to you

And only you

As usual

But got caught on my way to your home

When your mother caught hold of me

In between and forced me to go along

With her for shopping

She obviously had a reason

To take someone strong with her

to carry all he hefty shopping bags

She never knew where I was going

As she was self-focused

You never know what you missed

As you were self-asleep

A funny thing happened on my way to your dreams

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

कविता: हताश ज़िन्दगी के रेगिस्तान पर सपनों और जुनून की कुछ गीली बूंदें

मैं कहीं खोया नहीं दुनिया में 
ये तेरा मानना है तो अच्छा ही है 
बिना खोये भी लगता है मुझे 
मैंने बहुत कुछ खोया है 
चाहे मैं नहीं खोया दुनिया की भीड़ में 
तुझे पाना चाहा था बस वोही पाया नहीं 

बहुत सालों से ये दिल नहीं रोया है 
चलो कोई बात नहीं क्यूंकि 
रेगिस्तान को कितना भी निचोड़ डालो 
बूँद से तो इसका कोई वास्ता ही नहीं 
तेरे खयालो की पगडण्डी पर 
मेरे लिए कोई रास्ता ही नहीं 
गम इस बात का नहीं की कभी रोया नहीं 
शिका तो ये है ऊपर वाले से 
की तेरे अश्क़ जब जब भी बहे हैं 
मेरा चेहरा क़भी भिगोया नहीं 

आसमान के  बिस्तर पर 
तारों की चादर बिछा के 
चाँद के तकिये पर सर टिका के 
तू तो आराम से सपनों की टोकरी भर रहा है 
इधर ये हाल है की अपना रास्ता भूल कर 
और गवाएं वक़्त के नुकसान के 
गम में मैं बहुत दिनों से बेफिक्र हो कर 
ठीक से सोया भी नहीं 

हताश ज़िन्दगी के रेगिस्तान पर 
सपनों और जुनून की कुछ 
गीली बूंदें गिरी होंगी कभी गए बरसों में 
मगर अब तो उनके निशान भी 
नहीं दिखते रेत पर 

बेलगाम अंधी दौड़

किसी का गारा किसी की ईंट 
ये क्या ईमारत बनाने का ख्वाब था 
उम्र भर समझता खुद को जवाब था 
मैं तो सबसे बड़ा सवाल था 

लम्बी डगर पर चलते चलते 
पीछे अपने क़दमों के निशान देख कर 
बहुत खुश था की वाह क्या मिसाल है 
मंज़िल पर पहुँच कर चौंक गया 
न परछाई थी न निशान थे 

अपनी पहचान अपना सपना 
न वो बनी न वो सच हुआ 
बस भीड़ में जो मैं गुम हुआ 
बस मोम के बुत सा मैं जम गया 
लोगों को रिझाने के शौक में 
दिल दिमाग भी सुन्न हुआ 

इक अंधी दौड़ में जुट गया 
जो हक़ था वो भी किधर गया 
सब चुक गया सब खो गया 
इक छोटी सी चूक से क्या हो गया 
भोली मुस्कान मासूम आँखे 
सब नकली मुखोटे में बदल गया 

मैं यहाँ गया मैं वहां गया 
जहाँ जाना था वो क्या हुआ 

Short Story: What Made Me Get Selected For My New Job

It was a good decision to go out and buy some Home and Car Fragrances. Peak summer season, 2 hours of journey next morning in scorching heat and reaching to my destination was a tough task. Reaching there in time, in a good condition was very important. It was my interview for a new job. Fitting a new Aer Click Gel in my car for continuous fragrance and keeping me fresh was important.

Got ready well in time and started for my destination by 9 am as I had to reach there by 11.30 for the interview. Just a simple click on and the fresh lush green fragrance started pouring in along with the fresh air coming through my car air conditioner. Reached there well before time (by 11 AM) with not even an iota of my freshness lost though a longer driver usually impacts on your face, walk and talk.

As soon as I entered the reception area, I got a feeling that this place is for me. Because it was the same fragrance in the area around of petal crush pink, misty mornings, that I was using regularly at home, as room fragrant. The same kind of fragrance was all around, wherever I went - to meet the prospect boss for a lengthy interview, to canteen for lunch, and to sit with HR head for final negotiations.

It was same freshness all around and thus made be get through. Thanks to the great smart fragrances that kept me naturally alert and smart.