Feminism India

"It's not my India!"

As he does in music, Rahman has with much brevity fleshed out and expressed his emotions over the killing of Gauri Lankesh. This is not about the ideological clashes and mud slinging that has been profusely diffused into the assassination. This isn’t about the glorifying or critiquing of her journalistic narrative and curve as an activist. This is merely about spelling out a basic inherent right guaranteed with our existence: Freedom.

Shot dead in a land known for its independence, free will and liberty of state. It is an event of international shame with transnational players calling out to the institutions and more. Any incident of hate and violence is unpalatable with a democracy, worse be it to a person who stood for the very ideals that shaped our identity and social consciousness. The grave threat to free press and liberty is not a matter of India alone. It’s now a global issue. Be it the killing of bloggers in Bangladesh and Maldives or the murder of journalists in Philippines and Mexico. Every being has the right to their thoughts and to kill them over the same is equivalent to terminating them over thought crimes. Freedom of thought and idea is basic to existence and the very essence is lost without the same. The manifestations over the murder are the desperation over the loss of freedom in an increasingly regimented world.

Any institution of democratic base and sound human founding will reek of a certain sense of dignity to existence and dialogue. Never has growth and equity been achieved without the same. The incident brought to my mind, two other women. Women of power and substance. Indira Gandhi and Malala Yousafzai. Uncanny resemblance. I am by no means complete supporter or critic of their actions, but seek to simply reflect on how both these women were bogged down by inimical forces. I think the forces have got it all wrong. No idea dies with the death of a person.

As Di Caprio articulates in Inception, “What is the most resilient parasite? Bacteria? A virus? An intestinal worm? An idea. Resilient. Highly contagious. And even the smallest seed of an idea can grow. Once an idea has taken hold of the brain it's almost impossible to eradicate”

The idea put forth by visionaries across the globe wouldn’t go down with the threat of death and arson. If it’s pure in its thought, clear in its intentions for a better world, stands for a more wholesome existence, it’s an idea worth fighting over.

And what’s the idea in this case? Simple: Gauri Lankesh.