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12 years on..ayesha's murderers still at large

12 years is a long wait for justice. Yet Ayesha Meeran's parents wait for that dawn when their daughter's murderer will be caught and justice will be delivered.

12 years for an open and shut case talks a lot about the kind of mechanisms in place in our country.

12 years is a life time for the grieving parents whose 19 year old daughter was brutally murdered in her hostel.
Even after 12 years the police of the state have not been able to nab the criminal but they managed to destroy evidences; mislead the judiciary and the public by targeting different people on flimsy grounds of suspect; falsely implicating a poor marginalized youth and preparing false evidences to get the judge award him a life term.

But the youth Satyam Babu with help from people who stand by justice despite all odds was proved innocent thereby putting to task once again the police who love to chase wild geese.

In a hostel with a party supposedly underway there is no witness as to who entered the hostel or who killed a girl in a heinous manner. All signs of evidence washed away; room mates and hostel wardens went away without a trace( ?) and the poor clueless police keep the wild goose chase on in their efforts to save the skin of the murderer who perhaps is a person of wealth and power.

Ayesha's parents

But Ayesha's parents yearn for justice. For days they struggled, ran from pillar to post seeking justice, and then tired slowed down but did not give up. Each year on 27th the death anniversary of their beloved daughter they come to the forefront with some supporters to demand justice.

The body of their daughter has been exhumed 12 years after death to learn more by which the intelligence department hopes to catch the guilty person who everyone who can add 2+2 knows.

On 27th December 2019 a Dharna or a sit-in protest was organised yet again to demand for justice in Vijaywada.

At the Dharna many people including activists, lawyers, politicians and others expressed their solidarity and gave courage to Iqbal Basha and Shamshad Begum Ayesha's parents.
The parents had only one request - justice be served at least now after 12 years.

While everyone disbursed after the dharna feeling they had done their bit, Ayesha's parents continue to wait for justice.
Watch excerpts of the Dharna in this video :

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Have people really changed with times? Or Have the times changed?

These days we find several posts that talk of the good old days where people were concerned about each other, shared each other’s joys and sorrows. The posts remind us of the child hood days when we were unlike the children of today, of parents who had time for their children, of strangers who were kind and helpful, where we had real friends unlike today where we have more virtual friends.

In short this comparison is to make us realise that people were good in the past and those days were the best days. And today people are selfish, youth are more self-centred, children are indifferent and rude, they don’t respect the elders nor do they have the helping nature that children earlier had. All that the youth, kids and even adults are absorbed into today is the modern day gadgets that keeps them occupied in a world of their own whereby they are detached with the real world and real people.

Recently I read a blog by Kelly flanagan forwarded to me by my niece and it set me thinking. The blog was about how kids have more to teach to us especially some lessons of life which we have conveniently forgotten smug in our self confidence and complacency.

He is right, I realised. We do have so much to learn from kids if only we take some time to contemplate. We, the older generation who tend to dismiss off today’s generation as ‘artificial’ beings. At the same time we also dismiss even the adults who have changed with the modern times and have become callous and selfish.

Early this year in the month of February, I lost my brother. He left behind 2 boys aged 14, 13 and a girl aged 11. The children were for some days numb with sadness and found a great difficulty in coming to terms with the death of their father.

However, the boys had several friends in the neighbourhood and these boys did their best to draw out my nephews and include them in their games. And on two occasions they also took my nephews out to a bakery and on another day to a tiffin centre just to cheer them up and treat them to their favourite dishes and snacks from their pocket money.

And the school management where they studied delegated a group of female teachers to come to our house to offer their condolences. And the teachers had brought with them a letter from the management offering their condolences.

The eldest boy studied in another school. And the director of that school, a young man was not in India but his parents came to our house to offer their condolences to my brother’s wife and his children. And when the director came back to India after a couple of months he waived off the fees for the coming academic year which was the last year in school for my nephew.

 I realised people have not really changed. Or if they have, not all people, not all kids, not all youth have changed.

If anything has changed it is the perception, the circumstances and environment that forces people to become callous, indifferent, rude, selfish and what not.

I not only felt overwhelmed by all these actions of the people connected to my brother’s family but I went down memory lane.

I was maybe 11 when my father died. And apart from my class teacher who consoled me when I went to school after a couple of days, no one else did. No other teacher, no classmate or the management had anything to say to  me leave apart coming home to offer their condolence to my mother.

However a kind lady in the neighbourhood took me and my little niece to her house and gave us chapati to eat and tea to drink. Though at that time I did not realise why she was feeding us. But now I do.

So have times really changed? Have people changed? Have they become good now? Or were they good back then? It isn’t really about time. It is about people. Time is only a concept we human beings perceive.

People can be good or bad whenever wherever they want. It has nothing to do with times then or times now.

Time changes, it cannot be constant. So do people, either for good or for bad. You cannot escape change but you can certainly decide how you want to change.