Do you hear us...." Blindfolded Lady"!

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In 2008 twelve of them came from the sea, jaywalked into the city firing and bombing. The city of 14 million people were aghast and  remained helpless spectators & victims  to the massacre that proved once again that Indian Security system is an untold story of Errors and Omissions. Ajmal Kasab  one of the twelve terrorist  who was caught alive from the scene of massacre went on to enjoy the hospitality of the Indian government for almost 5 years. It was only after public hue and cry a logical judgement came that saw Kasab  on the noose for good.  By this time Indian govt had  already spent crores of rupees for up keeping the health & security of Ajmal Kasab at the Arthur Road prison

Sarabjit Singh an Indian national who accidently  strayed into Pakistan a good 3 months after the Lahore Bomb Blast in 1990  lies brain dead at Jinha Hospital, Lahore with sans security. He was shifted to the hospital after being  brutally attacked in Kot Lakpat Jail , Lahore by other inmates.

 In 1984 we were witness to  massacring of the Sikhs  in Delhi  that was more bloodying  and more horrifying than the blood bath of partition. That fateful day the politicians who were practically responsible for letting loose the devils into the streets of Delhi  are even today after 28 years of this anti Sikh riots are freely walking around in their  pristine white Kurta and pajamas . The citizens of this Nation continues to remain deprived  deceived  and duped by our national  signature slogan Satyamev Jayate.....

How long the systems in this country will continue to pretend to preserve the liberty of the ordinary people by protecting the freedom of the Politicians...?  Do you hear us.... Blindfold Lady!

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Himanshu Tandon said…
No one hears us...The blindfold lady is part deaf too since the blindfold covering her eyes goes round the ears too...
May 1, 2013 at 4:23 PM
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