Kasab is dead... Long live Kasab....

In the end Ajmal Kasab has got what he deserves. Four years after he became the face of terrorism against India, the slow wheels of the Indian judiciary and the dirt bed of the Indian political system have managed to together send him to his well deserved fate.
Kasab has maybe lived a better life in Indian jails than he would have in strife torn Pakistan. The four years might even have been more than he would have managed to stay alive back home. A four year holiday package with daily nourishment and security at the taxpayers expense might be what we gave him in the name of due process, but have we served a higher ideal by keeping him alive. I would like to think so.
Kasab could well have been shot that fateful day. No one could have blamed a spirited policeman for lodging a fatal bullet in his body that day. After all, Kasab was a Pakistani terrorist sent to mercilessly murder Indians. The police had witnessed civilians getting shot, their own colleagues dead, they would have been fully justified in being judge jury and executioner that day. The fact that it did not happen in itself speaks highly of he discipline and rationality of our security force. At least in the eyes of the world, we have passed the test of a law abiding society.
Bringing him in alive, albeit more for intelligence purposes that humanitarian considerations, served to give living flesh and blood to terrorism. Until then a common terrorist was just a monster bred in a training camp identified only by his bloodied corpse in an encounter somewhere. Only terrorist leaders and masterminds seemed to be rotting in Indian jails waiting for their Kandahar to get free. The foot soldier always arrived as a corpse. Kasab gave that monster a name,a village, a history.
The terrorist could now be separated from the terror. The common man reading the newspaper now knew how a terrorist grew up, that he has a family, circumstances no different than any strife ravaged region in our country. Without justifying his crimes in any way he taught us that he is also human. A bad human, to be punished with a deserving death, but human nonetheless. Kasab gave us a perspective we never had before. What makes a young man across the border willing to risk his life to kill us Indians in cold blood. The intelligence gleaned from him might be invaluable but so is the understanding.
Because one day we will have to stop treating the symptoms and address the problem. Why is our neighbour, with no provocation from our side that my history has taught us, so hell bent on destroying our society? What breeds these fanatic haters of our country? One day we will have to cross over and remove the hatred. Removing the guns in itself will not win us the war. Israel for all the technology and superpower support has learnt this the hard way.
There is no better way to remove barriers than education. By educating ourselves on the plight of the common Pakistani, distancing him from the militant leaders and bloodthirsty fanatics, we might yet be moving in the right direction. For in the end, for all the political and military manoeuvering, it is civil society that has to build bridges between the two nations.
Kasab has made me look at a terrorist in a new light. No longer do I see an evil monster. Only a mere pawn sucked into a game he does not understand. Swayed by illogical ideologies of heavenly glory and revenge, these pawns hide the true evil kings from their fate. Engage the common man and the kings will weaken on their own.
Easier said than done. To overturn the perception of our country from that of an enemy to that of a friend, a brother of common lineage will not happen in a day. But it is the long term vision we have to keep in mind in engaging Pakistan. Kasab might have been the start of an awakening in our society for the same.
Kasab might yet be worth the crores we spent on keeping him alive.

As Osama sleeps....

So Osama is dead. I'll miss him. More than I'll miss the Sai Baba.
After all he is the most wanted guy in the world ever, wanted by the greatest power in the world. Didn't they just run over Afghanistan for him. While he has all this time been living a luxurious life in the heart of Pakistan. Hope he had sattelite TV. Can imagine a few old men sipping their black tea and having a good laugh over the latest BBC reports. Must have been one hell of a ego trip.
First the postmortem. I wonder what actually happened. Was the American intelligence actually good enough to capture him from  under Pakistani noses. Or maybe the Pakistanis in the end ratted him out for a few extra billions to use against India. Or maybe he just got old and bored and decieded to go out with a bang before the Gaddafis took his throne. We will never know. Or maybe we will. With wikileaks we never know.
For me, it was completely unexpected. Had seen more chances of his beard catching fire than the Americans getting to him. But there is a sense of relief. A hope that the Americans having burnt the house to catch the rat will now stop messing up our neighbourhood.  But is it really over. I doubt it.
In whose name will stories be told, posters printed or comments posted? In the name of the victor or the old man shot dead. When two bad guys fight each other, human nature will support the weaker, wont we? Will Osama end up a symbol of all the hatred the Americans have painstakingly collected over the years. Fertile breeding grounds for terrorists have been sown by the Americans themselves. Will a dead Osama be just the fertilizer they need to grow.
He was a terrorist, an evil person. But being so evil, he has brought out the evil in the rest of the world. When in todays world, humanity and freedom and the common man is ranked way below national security and strategic depth or even ideology, it's tempting to find him no worse than many others. It's a dangerous feeling, one that breeds violence.
Its difficult to believe that bullet in his head has just made the world a better place.  Damage he has done is too permanent for that. Too much innocent blood has been shed, both by him and by those fighting him already. All I can think of is hope.
Some bad people just don't go to hell, they make wherever they go a hell.



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