“A seventeen year old girl, a denizen of the capital, was brutally raped on the third of November.”
Now, let us ridden it of the contextual dirge. We get –
“A girl was raped.”
This is a very subjective line and like most subjective entities, it is based far too much flippantly on perception and its accomplice, perspective. It can be viewed in two reforms –
A girl was raped.
A girl was raped.
The natural ability of an author to apprise any kind of an audience of something that is contradictory to what years of anal-retentive, fickle mind-sets have given way to, not only peters down but also, is absolutely riddled out of proportion. Here, the advent of allegories and anecdotes escalates to pose as de rigueur. So, apparently, I have mine own allegory to voice. Observe.
A woman, Jyoti, we’ll call her, had a little brother. Now one sunny day, this brother, Gautam lets say, comes home with a searing brim and bulging torpid eyes with an iced gaze of coin-silver. Jyoti, out of angst at abandon, seizes and bitches him unto a Doctor (accede me to designate him, Rahul S.). Doctor Rahul S. is simultaneously appalled and nonplussed – he declares and adjudges that Gautam is down with something of a non-formative disease that the medical files do not possess any cultured erudition or acumen of. It is atypical and a radically new disease borne by a human. All Jyoti covets is that her brother be duly cured. Conversely, Doctor Rahul S. is concerting on the disease itself, regarding its abominable nature and methodical potency of contagiousness; concisely put, he yearns to eradicate the disease.
Who is right here?
Who is enabled to the bigger picture?
If, as a reader, you hold the dogged grit to renegade that erroneous, hermit-outlook, and hold the decent conscience to answer the twain questions, you also would be able to cast a new adjunct perspective on the premise where we left to begin with –
A girl was raped.
A girl was raped.
Alas, the final question, the ultimate qualm, please –
Who is right here?
Who is enabled to the bigger picture?
About The Author
Tushar Jain
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