write an assay on mob lynching
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Answer:
MOLYNCHING
What is moblynching?
To kill someone by crowd on the behalf of some useless doubt.
In today's tym we daily hearing news about moblynching. Which is totally illegal coz we have no right to kill anyone.
reference: we all heard a news about Terbez Ansari which was victim of moblynching in this case a guy killed by mob coz they thought he stole his bike.
And they killed him. Lets assume that he was a theaf. but this is India not Saudi Arabia where you killed people just because he is a theaf......
At last I just want to say this is hindustan not Lynstan so understand the value of life.
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My own experience is relevant here.
A few years ago, at a protest in New Delhi, I narrowly missed what could have been a fatal head injury. On that day, 43 year old Afzal Guru, a Kashmiri Muslim, convicted in the 2001 Indian Parliament attack had been hanged at the break of dawn in New Delhi’s Tihar jail.
The hanging had come after 12 years of incarceration and following a murky trial where the validity of the facts and evidence were disputed by many - and had remained trapped in institutional shoddiness and conspiracy.
However, the Congress Party, in control of the national government at the time, had suddenly decided to go ahead with the hanging. For a party, trying to capture the mood of the majority, timing mattered.
It was 9 February, 2013, and India’s political landscape was gathering steam ahead of the 2014 national election. One of the campaign slogans of the BJP that swayed crowds had been, "Desh abhi sharminda hai, Afzal abhi bhi zinda hai," which means, "Our nation is ashamed because Afzal is still alive".
After the news had arrived early morning, a friend messaged me that a group of Kashmiri students were organizing a protest at New Delhi’s Jantar Mantar. I decided to join them.
Soon after we gathered, about thirty of us, I saw a small group of Hindu Nationalist activists visible by their saffron scarves and red-marked foreheads, also assembling at some distance from us. I immediately told my friend that we could be in trouble. He said the police is here and so are other protesters, adding that the men are only few in number and it will be fine.
Jantar Mantar is a site where different groups from all parts of the country usually gather to protest peacefully - farmers, workers, and so on. It's just about a mile from the Indian parliament. It is also in the heart of the city’s busiest transit center, so people are always around to enjoy the scenes of protest, if not join them.
That day was like any other. By the time we arrived, various groups of protesters had already set themselves up for the day. And, there were onlookers.
Within less than half an hour, my friend’s optimism had come to nothing. We were attacked from all sides. It felt like a fury of wild wrath had been unleashed on us. I saw students being dragged by their hair - their clothes ripped from their bodies. They were battered with all kinds of objects—big stones, thick rods of iron and bamboo, and black mud smeared on their faces.
In the melee of cries and chaos and Hindu Nationalist slogans of Bharat Mata Ki Jai and Har Har Mahadev, my instincts directed me to run. But after a few sprints I realised that we had been surrounded by a large crowd and police barricades had been used to form a wall around us. The police had merged with the crowd.
Protesters hold placards in support of the campaign, ‘Not In My Name’, at Jantar Mantar in New Delhi(TRTWorld)
In that same moment, as I realized that there is nowhere to run, I saw a female friend of mine being chased by a few men. She ran towards me. I grabbed her arm and in a moment of silent confirmation of imminent life-threatening danger - we decided to run. But as we turned around, another man with saffron scarf and a large bamboo rod in his hands appeared in front of us. He opened his legs, stood in a vulgar pose, and shouted at my friend, Aaja, which means, “Come to me.”
Another man appeared and swung his rod with all his force, aiming at my head. It missed and hit my arm. At this point, with all my strength, I pushed the man aside and we ran. We managed to slip through a gap in the barricade. The men chased us for some distance and then gave up.
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