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Rebel Without A Cause

January 28, 2009

“Wake up Venkata”, said a voice in his head.

Venkata Lingarao got up in a haze. His head was hurting as he did not get much sleep the previous night and in that sleepy state, looked at the clock. It read 6:30 AM.
“Now, who is going to wake me up so soon”, wondered Venkata.

The knock on the door was louder this time and it was followed by those same harsh words, “Wake up Venkata”.
Venkata felt an ice cold wave zip up his spine as he recognized his mother’s voice!!
He knew that she knew. Whenever she called him Venkata, he knew that something was wrong.
“Hey Mom, give me a minute”, exclaimed Venkata in a guttural tone and rushed into the bathroom.

As he washed his face with cold water, he thought long and hard on the reason for his mothers visit. This was actually the first time, his mother had ever visited his den so early in the morning and this was the first time that she was here without informing him. In a couple of minutes, when he had composed himself enough, he went and opened the door with a bewildered look.

The look on his mothers face told him that she knew of his antics.
“What were you doing yesterday”, fired his mother in a harsh tone as an opening line. “Were you in that mob which attacked those girls?. I saw the video in the news. Don’t lie to me.”

He had never seen his mother so angry before and he also knew of her infamous short fuse.
“But Mom, those girls, they were drinking, and behaving in a manner which is against our Hindu culture”, quailed Venkata invoking his Hindu culture and sense of righteousness.
In a jarring note, she said, “Venkata, what do you know of our culture. Have you ever read any of our holy books?”

Venkata had no other option but to shake his head.
She continued on, “Were you not drunk with the other idiots when you attacked those girls?”
Venkata had no other option but accept that as well.

“Is this the way I brought you up; Is this the way, you repay your culture, through violence”, continued his mother.
Venkata had to say something, and he cried out, “But Mom, Sri Ram Sena is here to protect our society from all evils. Pramod Muthalik told us that”.

He realized that he had said the wrong thing as his mother’s expression changed to a look of disgust and contempt.
“Listen Son, I have brought you up as a single parent and I know that you did not have a father figure in your life, but that does not mean that you follow that lunatic who spews hatred all around”. His mother was never more earnest.

“Our culture which your stupid Sena talks about is not about a certain set of rules. It is not about history, nor is it about our Gods. It is something above that. It is about the people. It is about a way of life, it is about having all the deviations which makes us, what we are and ultimately, it is about our constitution and it is about free speech and action within the framework of our constitution in this great land. Our culture which your stupid Sena talks about is not about a lady having a drink, it is not about wearing revealing clothes, but it is about respect and compassion and freedom of expression”.
“LEARN THAT FIRST IF YOU WANT TO CALL YOURSELF AN INDIAN”.

“Do you realize that what you did is criminal, to say the least”, asked his mother and continued,
“It is you in fact who is corrupting our land, spewing hatred and acting like a street vermin. I hate to say this but I feel ashamed to call you my son!!!”

And thus she walked away from Venkata and got into the auto which took her away from him.
Venkata spent the next few hours contemplating on what next to do and finally decided that he had had enough of hatred and the Ram Sena to last a single lifetime and decided to disassociate himself with that organization and also decided that he needed to win back his mothers respect!!

Links to this Post: IHM, Indyeah and HitchWriter and Solilo.

My 50th Post on this blog…. 😦 a sad 50th post……..

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24 Comments leave one →
  1. R.V permalink
    January 28, 2009 8:26 pm

    I absolutely love this post! I have no words to express what I felt on reading this. Misguided and misunderstood youth is what I see everyday living in Mumbai… just the need to do something without realising whether they are being destructive or not.

  2. Tan permalink
    January 28, 2009 9:10 pm

    What a lovely story … Mom’s always right …

    To Hell with these anti social creatures who spoil our integrity and act against the Indian thought! Thanks for puting up these fine words.

    You may like to have a look into this post in Thus Spake Tan! Hope you like it …

    A small note:

    Para 3: and his was the first time
    should be
    and this was the first time

  3. Indyeah permalink
    January 28, 2009 9:16 pm

    ”Our culture which your stupid Sena talks about is not about a certain set of rules. It is not about history, nor is it about our Gods. It is something above that. It is about the people. It is about a way of life, it is about having all deviations which makes what we are and ultimately, it is about our constitution and it is about free speech and action within the framework of our constitution in this great land. Our culture which your stupid Sena talks about is not about a lady having a drink, it is not about wearing revealing clothes, but it is about respect and compassion and freedom of expression”.
    “LEARN THAT FIRST IF YOU WANT TO CALL YOURSELF AN INDIAN”.”

    Beautiful ,beautiful post Ajit!Truly heartfelt!This is what the misguided ones need to realize…that culture is .not about drinking or not or any other superficial things.
    ”It is about the people. It is about a way of life”
    What a beautiful way to put it!This is seriously brilliant and thought provoking!I absolutely loved it!:)

  4. Ajit permalink
    January 28, 2009 9:40 pm

    Thanks RV, I really appreciate it….. Thanks for the kind words…
    It happens all over India, not only in Mumbai….. 😛

    Thanks Tan….
    And Thanks also for the typo….

    Hey Indyeah, Thanks Mam…..
    Yeah, cultures are never about these “Chindi” things…. 😛 good point……

  5. Vinod_Sharma permalink
    January 29, 2009 3:01 am

    Nicely woven, in a very readable format. There is no better way to teach something to a guy than through his mother…

    The old art of teaching through stories survives still…

  6. Bones permalink
    January 29, 2009 4:07 am

    A fantastic post!!!

  7. Indian Home Maker permalink
    January 29, 2009 4:24 am

    Ajit You are amazing!
    And you’ve got a fan 🙂

    Maybe sad but also brilliant …
    It makes one think there is still hope.
    I have been feeling there is none.

  8. Ajit permalink
    January 29, 2009 4:27 am

    Hey Vinod, yeah.. everybody listens to their mothers….

    Thanks Bones…

    IHM, I am a fan of your writing…. 😛
    there is hope IHM as long as there is a single honest soul in our country… there is hope…

  9. Renu permalink
    January 29, 2009 5:16 am

    good post and a lesson taught through it, just hope few of thos vagabonds also read it.

  10. hitch writer permalink
    January 29, 2009 5:54 am

    Wonderfully put Ajit.

    I was just wondering how those men would go to their own house and how would they face the women of their own house.

    Would a Mom be proud that his son was beating women….

    Really these men need to read this…. dont be mindless and act on jingoism. Reason everything before acting.

    I loved the post !!

  11. Ajit permalink
    January 29, 2009 6:05 am

    Yeah Renu, I also hope that they get to read all these blogs by many bloggers all over India….

    Hitchwriter bhai,
    I also thought of the same thing..
    on now they would go back home with a straight face….
    That was why i wrote this…
    Thanks!!

  12. Solilo permalink
    January 29, 2009 6:15 am

    Ajit, Take a bow. Simple and beautifully written!

    Congratulations on the 50th post and NO..it is not a sad one.

    Your last para has so much hope. It can’t be sad.

  13. Ajit permalink
    January 29, 2009 6:21 am

    Hey Solilo, Thanks!!! 😛

    The last para had “hope” in it because I wanted it to be that way…
    but yes, that incident made me feel ashamed about my identity…

  14. Chirag permalink
    January 29, 2009 8:21 am

    I bet wish so much that there mom had done this once ,we wouldn’t have any Venkatas’ in society. What I fail to grasp is who is actually getting offended here, I mean if only Sena then can go fu** themselves we don’t need their morals to be imbibed. We are free, or at least I thought so.

  15. Indyeah permalink
    January 29, 2009 8:31 am

    and yeah Congratulations on the half century!:D
    and its NOT a sad post!:)

  16. 1conoclast permalink
    January 29, 2009 8:52 am

    Ajit…

    FANTASTIC STUFF!!!

    Not just heartfelt, but very well written as well! And a social message as well? A Munshi Premchand in the making!

    And congrats on the 50th post! I know how it felt to score a half century! I blogged about it! 🙂

    And there are more honest people than you are asking for. I’ve met a few on the blogosphere itself! So, yes, there is hope. As long as those good, honest people, do not keep quiet. And use Gandhian methods of protest!

    Have you read “Mulgi Shikli, Pragati Jhali”?

  17. Ajit permalink
    January 29, 2009 3:48 pm

    hey Chirag, we are all free but free till there is no issue… 😛
    in this story, the mom got rightly offended with her wayward son.. 😛

    Hey Indyeah, Thanks once again…

    1conoclast,
    I really appreciate it….especially when it comes from another “Secular” blogger like you……
    Munshi Premchand…. I would not go that far… 😛

    and yes 1conoclast, i have met so many great bloggers who do their bit for this country….

    i have not read “Mulgi Shikli, Pragati Jhali”, let me find a copy of it, but if it is in Hindi, then Iwill have to get a translated one… 😛
    Thanks for letting me know.

  18. Charakan permalink
    January 29, 2009 7:10 pm

    Great story with a moral.One thing.Many of these Fascists, especially their leaders live a sober pious life. They do not drink,steal or tell lies.Thus they inspire their followers.If you know some one from the RSS you will know that.Also Women get attracted to this ideology too.You might have heard that Taliban gained popularity among Women in their early days by giving instant punishment to wayward husbands.But fascists will be ready to do any violence for a cause.They feel they have the God given authority to instil a particualr way of life on all others.

  19. Ajit permalink
    January 29, 2009 10:09 pm

    yeah Charakan, you are right…
    I do know a few pious ones in RSS when I did my engg. in TVM but the majority of them were all useless….

    We need to do everything to ensure that the Hindutva gang does not become famous….. and more importantly “Voted to power”.

  20. amit permalink
    February 1, 2009 3:46 am

    Well written! I wish this was true,even if it would have been true for a single Ram sainik…

  21. vishesh permalink
    February 2, 2009 6:18 pm

    nice post! I liked your view about Indian culture 🙂

  22. Ajit permalink
    February 2, 2009 9:16 pm

    yeah Amit, I wish it was true also…

    Thanks Vishesh…. 🙂

  23. Reflections permalink
    February 5, 2009 12:02 pm

    Loved it…..u’ve put the msg across beautifully:-)).

  24. Ajit permalink
    February 5, 2009 3:40 pm

    Thanks Reflections….

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