Selective Amnesia

10 yards and beyond

All of you, thanks for the concern. I’m really alright. Not hurt big time.
A few minor cuts, and a small burn when my leg was introduced to the silencer on the way up. (I was flying a few moments after the impact).

But that’s not the point I wanted to talk about at all. My meeting with an accident is pretty common these days. Darn motorists don’t have any sense. But beyond that, I wanted to talk about the legal and policing system of this city (which is typical of all of India) and that is where I was hurt more.

To those of you who read through the other post, sorry for the rehash, but this is something I surely want to talk about, and make enough people read, so pardon.

Having been this close to the legal system, I can qualitatively say that it sucks big time. Loads and loads, rather miles of red tape, a slow lethargic response system. And sure to frustrate a million people. The police officers I met were good, courteous and probably efficient. But one gets the feeling that not all of them are that way.

The way the system now functions, it brings all of them down to a common level. Not up. There are a few people I know exist (but haven’t met) who wouldn’t bat an eyelid to pull the wool over you.

I believe in raising the rest to a higher level. But the current legal/governance system and our own society believes in bringing the rich/endowed/good to the level of the rest.

One of the reasons I believe in anarchy and a society sans society.

Coming back to the accident, a million forms to fill, reports to verify, complaints to file, people to meet. Insurance to claim. And all this because I stopped at a red light. Sheesh!

Even when one’s not the cause of an accident, rather a victim, one’s got to “take care” of the police. “saar, koncham pathutu ponga saar” (a little something/chai-pani/baksheesh) is a standard response.

Greasing palms happen even if justice doesn’t.