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Rape the Sense and Sensibility: From the New Millennium India

The moron’s guide to sexual crime and politics, recollected from the the expert recommendations of why rape occurs and on how the problems can be tackled


Indian politicians are known for their  loquacity, and of late, they have been honing their skills in the so-called democratic space. Their stupidity is blatant when they start babbling; the most recent is in their comments on rape and sexual assault cases. Some lawyers and public servants are as well providing fine finishing touches to the existing canvas of shits, which the politicians have been creating, polishing at the cost of our ability to reason.

Often it is a curse to be a human being. The self-righteousness might only add more wounds than doing by the injuries. As one of the harsh realities that we come across when we grew up, in our surroundings we have to put up with more shits than we clean. And the issues inch towards the height of tragicomedy when we can see that there are even different categories; there are different kinds of sexual assault, such as a husband assaulting his wife or criminals out for a quick adrenaline rush, yet those are another story. There are also as many theories as are the kinds of savagery.

The criminal mentality is hardwired into us. It only takes a trace of self-interest or a misconception of achievement in life to steal or kill, or rape in this context. Emotion is another area that affects our decision-making processes from dawn to dusk. It might need a criminologist to elaborate on these stuffs. The point here, is that in knowing, we can make rooms for ourselves without having to rely on another person or animal, specifically with vicious intentions.

Is crime a part of our existence? The buck always stops at the realisation point that we are an intelligent being, and our intelligence is just a relative stuff. Relative, because we have picked ourselves as wiser from amongst the asses, mouses, monkeys and other lesser living animals. No wonder the animal instincts are well intact inside our own body. Above all, we have created the society to make issues more complex, which is evident from long drawn-out cases in law courts. Though it is an open question on the meanings and motives of having a society or from the social-contract ground. In any way, it is only us, the human beings, committing crime and judging it. Everybody sees it; and Shakespeare verbalised it succinctly, writing all the world is a stage.

Amidst the paucity of good sense, our society makes the situation severer. In the last one year, several politicians and professionals are speaking out, sharing their two sikki’s worth; and it’s so hilarious that they have given us a badly needed break, albeit it could have been much better without. Living in the rape capital of India, it is hard to ignore these comments, a dozen of which are listed on the left  image.

“Now piercèd is her virgin zone;
She feels the foe within it.
She hears a broken amorous groan,
The panting lover
’s fainting moan,
Just in the happy minute.”


It is amazing how we exist in the name of living and making a living. In the chaos, we have become a mélange of differing senses and sensibilities. The criminals amongst us is only completing the picture. Irregardless of marrying at a young age or living in either India or Bharat, the situation sees no hope for a miraculous change. This is stated with the awareness of  inexplicable challenges that the victims face in their lives.

Image from Hindustan Times


Rape as a weapon of war / It persists in Africa where HIV/AIDS takes a heavy toll
Rape as a weapon of war is taking a particularly heavy toll on women's lives in today's conflicts around the world, particularly in several African countries. It is a form of gender genocide.
(SF Gate: http://www.sfgate.com/opinion/article/Rape-as-a-weapon-of-war-It-persists-in-Africa-2659943.php)
Image from Intro to Sociology

The physical features of a criminal (From Why do people commit crime?)
Cesare Lombroso, Italian criminologist, on the physical feature of a criminal
A large jaws, forward projection of jaw, low sloping foreheads;  high cheekbones, flattened or upturned nose; handle-shaped ears; large chins, very prominent in appearance; hawk-like noses or fleshy lips; hard shifty eyes, scanty beard or baldness and insensitivity to pain .... finally .... a criminal would have long arms.
(History Learning Site: http://www.historylearningsite.co.uk/why_do_people_commit_crime.htm)

Common myths about rape and sexual assault
(Rape Crisis: http://www.rapecrisis.org.uk/commonmyths2.php)

Rape and murder in Delhi

A UN index in 2011 amalgamated details on female education and employment, women in politics, sexual and maternal health and more. It ranked India 134th out of 187 countries, worse than Saudi Arabia, Iraq or China. India’s 2011 census confirmed an increasingly distorted sex ratio among newborn babies in many states, as parents use ultrasound scanners to identify the sex of fetuses and then abort female ones. India is missing millions of unborn girls.

(The Economist: http://www.economist.com/news/leaders/21569031-horrible-attack-could-prove-turning-point-indias-women-rape-and-murder-delhi)
Image from the Aqua Green Diaries

Men commit rape because they can
Rape is, of course, about power. It is a weapon of war. It also seems to have become an ugly rite of male bonding for groups of young men. It is a game for adrenalin junkies with an empathy bypass.
(The Guardian: http://www.theguardian.com/uk/2005/jul/31/ukcrime.immigrationpolicy1)

Rape, the most intimate of crimes
"A man who rapes, among men, is probably the most hated individual that can exist in a male society. It's actually dangerous to admit that you raped anyone. So men don't admit to rape, even in prison, because of fear of retribution by men who aren't rapists."
(PBS: http://www.pbs.org/kued/nosafeplace/articles/rapefeat.html)

U.N. study in Asia delves into why men rape
Men with a history of victimization, such as experiencing childhood physical or sexual abuse, emotional abuse or neglect in childhood, were more likely to commit sexual violence than those without such a past, according to the study.
(CNN: http://edition.cnn.com/2013/09/10/world/asia/asia-rape-report/)

Sexual violence
Sexual violence is a serious public health and human rights problem with both short- and long-term consequences on women's physical, mental, and sexual and reproductive health. Whether sexual violence occurs in the context of an intimate partnership, within the larger family or community structure, or during times of conflict, it is a deeply violating and painful experience for the survivor.
(WHO: http://www.who.int/reproductivehealth/topics/violence/sexual_violence/en/)

The Circus Is in Town

promises of winter in summer
promises of keeping promises
stay on for the acrobatics
somersaulting, clowns, vaudeville, charee-varie
arrive, once after a hiatus of five years; come in

and so is the dressage-expert ring master
ready and waiting
and his two-pronged forky tongues
those are wagging and all set to spew

the king-appointed spectacle is scheduled tight
that’s in the wagging half
and the fun is unlimited; that’s the king’s blessings
and that’s in the other spewing half

as always torn apart by two places
i cannot but remember home
not that i hear not, where the circus is louder
bomb blasts, murder attacks, gun-toting thugs — well blend

then decked up the announcer roars from the grandstand
the biggest circus in the universe, it’s a sellout
albeit all the Gimmick want is go home
like late april the Old Monk is packing up for summer

all out and over, all out, all over
life’s back to square one, too bad for the troupers
save the claps for the next absurdshit-fest
when the king comes, circus or not, it’s rude
divided attention do away; long live the king!

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Postscript: This is dedicated to the queen
And best wishes for her multiple climaxes
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Image courtesy: Openclipart
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Metropolitan Blues

On looking back all’s here
From whisky shops at walking distance
To talking shops that rule the empire
The only missing link is life
In its place is the mechanical living
Early morning undertaking, to put it nicely
A robot is given a run for its money

And the rigorous routine of surviving
And then some serenity was found the other day
Some corners of the city parks secern
Amidst the colourful hatful of blessings of spring so natural
Probably all sanity that’s lost in home is here
Yet the vicious night covered the happy wishes
All is lost in the cacophony of the civilised city
And the broad roads are no big enough, to hold them
Nor the tall buildings; nor the massive monuments
On looking back nothing’s here
All but one day closer to the end.

from the altar, among the china roses and lotuses

what we see is not what we speak
what we speak is not what we see not
what we not see is what we speak not

it is like no man exists
just like who has not seen any prostitute
in some shitty shanty in paona bazar
like only the army rapes
when we can see motherfuckers galore
the preachers preach about promiscuity
it was imported from andromeda
or else it is the ‘them’, not the ‘us’
scattering the shits all the sides
us, we are the children of the god
the goddess of virginity,
they are harassing the gods
they are molesting the goddesses
us, we have never seen any beauty
who sells herself
and as well, never we see gods
and behind the temple walls we see
the fathers leer at their daughters-in-law
the husbands dig for the pot of pussies
the brothers drown in thousand bods of boobs
never know what the other sex do; maybe only sex
and all the kids are waiting for puberty
and the preachers are still preaching
they look they are hard for a lifetime

The Unofficial National Anthem

The guy says he’s got India kicking his balls
The girl says India’s molesting her
The minster says India’s got into his lies
The singer says India’s got into his music
The doctor says India’s got his medicines
The biologist says life started from the ancient books in India
The statistician says the numbers and figures are from India
The astronomer says he sees only India from amongst the stars
The astrologer says the lines of fortune runs through India
The analyst says India got space between the lines we read
The designer says he is obsessed with the Indian pattern from Iran
The architect says India has built everything; you got to find your space
The dancer says India has got just the right moves
The actor says India’s got the storyline and the plot as well
The drainer says India ejaculates no trash
The alchemist says India turns shit into gold
The loi says, so India has owned them if not the gods
The capitalist says India is the biggest investor
The robber says his specialisation is in the Indian treasures
The priest says all his incantation are spiritually polished in India
The pilot says he sees the one and only India from amongst the cloud
The old stripper says India always sees her sagging boobs
The tailor says he stitches the torn part of India
The labourer says all his works arrive from India, all sourced
The newsman says India’s got all the exclusive stories
The player says India, not anyone, makes the rules of the game
The hooker says India’s got all the condoms and pills
The magician says India’s got all the secrets and tricks
The scholar says all his bookmarks are inserted on Indian topics
The mechanic says half the engines are made in India, other quarter from China
And the last quarter from the rest of the bloody world
The judge says his verdict comes from the wisdom of India
The artist says he is lost in the performance of India
The banker says India’s got all the keys to the safety boxes
The ball says its smell comes from India
The bra says India holds everything from Kashmir to Kanyakumari
The underwear says India smells like a vagina, and an asshole all the time
The condom says India’s got to fuck the noodle-eating chinkies
The watchman says India’s got the key to any entry point
The painter says India hides amongst the strokes of his brush
The rebel says all his powers come from fucking up India but in vain
The contractor says he sees his future and progeny thriving in India
The gunman says his bullets are made in India
The armyman says he will kill for India
The poet howls he wants to be killed only with an Indian bullet
The shopkeeper says all his goods are manufactured in India
The cobbler says he got adhesives and bits and pieces from India
The stall owner says she got her bora and cha from India
The coolie says he can carry stuffs to and fro India
The milkman says he gets his milk from India, his water as well
The leikai loafer says he depends on the Indian Standard Time
The midwife says India has given birth to one billion morons
I got India in my ass and I cannot even defecate. Piles.
Piles. Piles. Piles for the anthem.

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