I am hurt today. I feel insulted. I am appalled and ashamed of the politicians and the system we have in India.
The media is also silent – not one of the channels is discussing the 1984 incidents even when they can have lengthy tirades on non-issues like a police officer not tying his shoelaces!
Thirty years to the day, watching television with my parents, we saw the aftermath of the genocide against Sikhs in the Indian capital, New Delhi and other parts of the country.
We saw rows upon rows of burnt houses and vehicles and I found mother weeping and muttering under her breath. We were aghast, and she was disconsolate. After all, what wrong had these thousands of people done?
Yes, a Sikh had shot dead Prime Minister Indira Gandhi but did that mean the entire community would be targeted? Sadly, it did, then.
I was expecting panels being put together to discuss the issue on television channels but come prime time and there’s nothing! Not one discussion, not a mention; no one seems to have visited the affected localities and see what has become of the survivors and their kin of those who died. They have been well and truly forgotten. They do not exist!
Me, and others, writing a few paragraphs will not make a difference but I have given vent to my feelings. I needed to.
It’s a sad moment. It’s a telling commentary on the state of the system, the judiciary and the politics.
Though I have convinced myself I have a lot of hope for India once again, this is certainly a step backward. But who cares! No one. Not any more!!
This article, on the Time website yesterday, is a revelation (https://time.com/3545867/india-1984-sikh-genocide-anniversary/)