I feel
like Kalia, who elected Gabbar in a democratic process believing him to be a
ruthless demagogue. & till communities after communities fell under the
hooves of his mighty horses and all conquering roar, I felt proud. Here was a
leader, a man of tribe, who was feared by one & all. Here was a man of
action who could cut hands of justice if it was necessary for a greater cause
towards keeping his clan the most supreme.
& I, Kalia, the fiercely loyal, blindly
devoted follower knew that I will always be safe, that I will always be
fighting for a cause greater than a few worthless lives. What Gabbar says is
the law, the law of the jungle, the law for the powerful, not a law that talks
of justice & equality, not a law that aims to protect the meek & the
weak.
It's a war out there and if Gabbar does not act,
the weak & meek villagers of Ramgarh & adjoining areas in connivance of
the law & order machinery will wipe us out. & in a war as holy as this,
one needs to make a few sacrifices even if it is one of ours.
Who cares for law & order anyways, courts of
law are the ways of cultures who cannot act. For us, Gabbar is the Judge, Jury
& Executioner - & it is a fair system – six rounds of a bullet, 3 for
life, 3 for death – fair & simple - & effective!
This is how it works, say I am sent for a task
& come back defeated – now this is a serious offence – a sign of weakness,
a loss of aggression, a threat to reputation. Does not matter if law &
justice together conspire to beat me up? Can Gabbar forgive this? Should he?
Absolutely Not! But he would be fair in his justice still, that’s why we
idolise him for even if he’s the one who wields the guns. This is how the
conversation will flow,
Gabbar: (pointing the gun at Kalia) Are you for
the development of the tribe?
Kalia: (shivering) Yes My Baap, I have gone on so
many missions with you
(Gabbar clicks the butt, but it’s an empty round –
Kalia’s stance for development saves him)
Gabbar: (pointing the gun again) Are you a true
believer in faith?
Kalia: (proudly displaying the black tilak on his
forehead) I’m and I’ll kill for it Sardar
(Another click, but empty again because of Kalia’s
belief in his religion)
Gabbar: (3rd time pointing the gun) Are
you a nationalist?
Kalia: (looks at his black brown uniform pants) I’m
the greatest one that ever was
(Another click, empty again, Nationalism saves the
day for Kalia)
Kalia: (relieved) Sardar, if there were bullets…..
Gabbar fires again & again & again:
Questions Gabbar, you’re anti-Gabbar
Sambha sitting atop watching, gives a cry: Ghar
Ghar Gabbar!!!
The tribe repeats in chorus: sabse babbar, apna
Gabbar!!!
----End of Kalia---
No comments:
Post a Comment