Whatever happens in Delhi is
mostly high profile therefore, in effect, people too consider themselves as
thus. So in these worlds of high profiles murders happen and sometimes in the
home itself. What was an open and shut case was made into intriguing spectacle
by the incompetent police. The voyeuristic TV channels definitely owe it to the
Police for the ratings. Why Indian
police is so incompetent that they don’t follow even basic procedures is not
different from how they are misused, there is no incentive in competence when
you can get ahead with sycophancy and providence. It is all part of compelling
Indian traditional narration of serendipity and redemption. In the end cops
will catch the thief and the family gather for happy photo op. The wise crack
will relish his line and they all chuckle to be frozen for posterity. Facts are
of not much use, what is more important is the story weaved. This is the
beginning of myths.
One myth that is perpetuated with
much celebration is that the Indian families are happiest god ordained units.
The reality is they are sick minded people perpetuating sickness to next
generation. These are now exaggerated as entertainment in TV serials, and are quite
popular. Signs of deviant society are clearly present in every nook and corner.
Indeed the way happiness is defined is in itself questioned. The pointer of
Indian family happiness is rarely egalitarian but cesspool of deviant prides
and egos. The idea of functional and dysfunctional itself is blur. It is a bunch designed to accrue and cosset in their shallow lives.
The stakes of providence is multiplied with material amass and modern comfort.
Any misdemeanor/transgression that threatens this applecart of family, and friends of equally
provident being, is dealt severely. If nothing then abuse or kill or cannibal
the weak, influence the powerful, subterfuge of emotions (that Indians have
good stock of, meant to replace facts and make the narration compelling) and finally
it’s time for get together. This time around the get together is in front of
media. ‘They are such nice people’ … ‘how could this happen’… ‘We don’t
believe it’… ‘We are happy family friends’…are common refrains to fill up these
ethical gaps. There are no freaks. To call this as freak accidents is to perpetuate
the myth.
