While returning from the Maa Kali temple today, I witnessed something that left me deeply unsettled.
It began as a verbal argument on the street. When I saw, two girls were beating and slapping a young boy — he couldn’t have been more than 5'2", and from his appearance, seemed to be a labourer. Then a healthy boy from girls' side came started abusing and beating him badly. I parked my Scooter, told my wife and son to stay at a safe distance, and stepped forward to enquire from the bystanders about what had happened but before I could fully understand, two-three more tall boys, around my height (5'10"), came and started abusing that labourer and beating him badly.
It quickly turned from a confrontation into one-sided violence.
Sensing he could be badly injured, I tried to pacify those tall boys, telling them to get the matter resolved and not resort to physical abuse. They kept beating. So I pulled the small boy out of their clutches and put him aside to ensure his safety.
What struck me most was his reaction. Even in that state, the poor man was more concerned about his Activa and his slippers than his own injuries. I told him to first save himself, the rest the gym boys would manage.
I sincerely thank the gym boys and some shop owners who immediately came to save him. It was just because of them that we were able to save the poor man.
I am not writing this to judge who was right or wrong in the initial argument — I did not see the beginning. But I am writing this because of what it became, and it is something very disappointing.
When does a disagreement give us the right to become a mob? When did we stop seeing a person and start seeing only an opportunity to display dominance? He was beaten and dominated all because he was weak. And the most disturbing part was not just the beating, but the ease with which a verbal argument turned into collective cruelty.
And yet, there was hope — in strangers who chose to intervene instead of just watching.
I had gone to pray for strength. Today I was reminded: real strength is not in beating someone down, it is in pulling someone out.
Now while I am writing all this just a small thought tweaked in my mind, "Why I helped that poor boy?"
"Why I risked my life as I have lumbar issues?"