Saturday, February 11, 2006


I read the following blog on the net:

The U.S just executed their 1000'th death-row victim after capital punishment was resumed in that country from 1977. Kenneth Lee Boyd was put to death after a lethal dose of drugs was injected into his body. My question on this event is this. How is the person who injected the lethal drug into Boyd's body any different from any other homicidal killer? Boyd is being put to death for two people he had murdered. By injecting the lethal drug into Boyd's body isn't Boyd's executioner also doing the same, i.e murdering someone. Just because the law permits the execution how can the executioner's act of taking Boyd's life (or killing Boyd) not be a crime? Is there no sin in the act of putting Boyd to death? How does the executioner feel when he/she goes to bed that night? Elated at having done a job (killing someone) so well? Boyd's last words were "God bless everybody in here", probably refering to the executioner and the others who were overseeing his execution. Reminded me of what Jesus said of his executioner's as they nailed him on the cross, "Oh God forgive them for they do not know what they are doing."

and i was so appalled by it that I thought instead of commenting on the blog written by somebody else why not create my own blog. And here I m blogging…

My first blog is actually a comment on that person's blog...
Well sir I want to tell u that I completely agree with you…you said that the person who injected the lethal dose of medicines into Boyd’s body should die of guilt because he had just taken a life and that too a life of a person whose only crime was to rape a couple of girls molest a couple more and who had just done a few handful of murders…and what’s more his final words like Jesus Christ were “please forgive those who have sinned against me”…how noble! I m sure I would also die of guilt had I been in the executioners place…I would keep feeling bad that the only thing I did to him was injecting a lethal dose of medicine when what I really wanted to do was strip him naked, peel off his skin rub salt and throw some acid into his raw skin and make him stand in the middle of Mount road in the peak of the Chennai summer

Please!! How u could even think that the treatment meted out to Boyd was too much I cannot fathom. And even more absurd is that fact that u expect the doctor who injected the medicine to feel guilty and suggest that he should also die for taking the life of Boyd. What u r trying to say is that all our jawans and army personnel who fight for the country putting their lives at risk on the border should feel guilty and should be put to death because no doubt, sometime in their life they would have taken the lives of Pakistani soldiers. Can u even begin to think about the chaos which would ensue if all our soldiers and jawans started thinking like you and quit their jobs and left the border unguarded? Can u think about what would happen if all those terrorists who were caught in relation with the sept 11 bombardments and other such incidents were let free out of humanity? There is a limit to humanity sir and this is it. These are incorrigible criminals we are talking about…if left free they wouldn’t change their ways for u me or anyone for that matter…

For heaven sake he is accused of rape. Though it sounds cliched I would like you to put yourself in the shoes of the victim or the victim’s relatives. How would u feel if it were your daughter or sisters who were the victims of a maniac like Boyd? I m sure u would think differently then. In fact I wouldn’t be surprised if u took the law in your hands and gave a punishment u felt was befitting (which I m sure would be nothing short of a gruesome death) to Boyd. It is very easy to talk about not giving capital punishment to die hard criminals when you are sitting in plush offices on cushioned seats and when you go home in an AC car to a three bedroom house but practically speaking when you put yourself in the victim’s shoes and feel the anguish pain and agony they suffer then I m sure you would feel differently...

And finally even more appalling is your comparison between Christ and Boyd. I would just like to say one thing. I just hope that your blog is not read by any staunch Christian…they definitely will not take this comparison between their savior and a blood thirsty criminal lightly... In fact I feel that just for saying those words that bastard of a Boyd should be given the punishment suggested by me…who the bloody hell is he to say "God bless everybody in here"…my blood boils even as I think of how he could have had the audacity to say such a thing…I m sure he didn’t mean a single word of what he said and was just trying to catch the last straw of hope that might save his life by appealing to the hearts of the jury who thankfully weren’t impressed by his show of humanity!!

It was 7.00 in the morning. The smell of sambhar wafted from the kitchen and assailed my nostrils as I was asleep in my room. In the background I could hear suprabhatam being played on the radio and the sound of bells as my grandmother finished her morning puja. The smell of sambhar was too intoxicating to be ignored and I forced my self to get up. “This is life” I thought! As I brushed my teeth took my bath and went down, snow white idlis hot coconut chutney, sambhar and filter coffee were awaiting me. As I sat down to enjoy the kings breakfast I couldn’t help but compare my Sunday in the home with my Sunday in the hostel..

It was 10.30 in the morning. The smell of Anne French wafted from the opposite room and assailed my nostrils as I was asleep in my room. In the background I could hear my room mate’s computer speakers blaring “we will..We will……rock you” and the sound of the plates being dropped with a bang in the mess. The sound of the speakers and the smell of Anne French were too much for me to continue sleeping and I got up thinking “another perfect day in the hostel”. With effort I brushed my teeth, decided against having a bath (I had had my previous bath just day before yesterday night and it seemed a crime to take a bath so soon!!) and went to the mess to have my breakfast. As soon as I reached the mess I heard my roommate scream with agony. As I rushed to her side and asked her what happened she said “an idli fell on my leg”. I couldn’t help smiling because that is precisely how hard the idlis in the mess are!! As I loaded my plate with feeble looking coconut chutney and a bland brown colored liquid with alien particles floating in it(read sambhar) and was about to eat my friend pulled out a long strand of hair from the chutney and waved it in front of my face.. “Blech…” I exclaimed and I wanted to puke. I rushed back to my room without having anything to eat and with the hope that at least the lunch would be palatable!! As tears stung my eyes I couldn’t help but compare my Sunday in the home with my Sunday at hostel!!!

Sometimes I wonder why some people are so sensitive. And in the hostel there have been so many incidents which leave me wondering why people feel bad and cry over silly things. Just yesterday two friends of mine(lets call them A and B) had a fight over an extremely silly matter(so silly that I feel ashamed to put it down here!). there was an exchange of hot words and B rushed to her room and started crying. I was stupefied. I just couldn’t fathom her behavior. When I asked her why she was crying so badly she replied “why did A have to say all that. If she didn’t like what I said she could have said it then and there. Why look out for an opportunity to snub me ” and she burst into tears again.
I didn’t have a clue what to do. Personally if I had been in her place I wouldn’t care two hoots about what A said. Hell it’s my life. Why should I let somebody else’s words affect me to such an extent . Why cant people just accept other people the way they are. Why do you expect them to behave the way you would like them to. Why let somebody else decide your happiness. Being happy or being sad is just a state of mind and it is totally up to you to make yourself happy or sad. When u feel bad about something that somebody says just brush it aside and continue with your life. When u accept people you like the way they are then why not accept the people you don’t like the way they are. No human being is without faults and the world would be an extremely sick place to be in if u only looked at everyone’s faults and refused to befriend them because of that.
When there are people who accept us though we have so many shortcomings then why can’t we do the same to other people. You wouldn’t change your lifestyle or your behavior for somebody else then why expect somebody else to change to your whims and fancies. Why do you let it be somebody else’s prerogative to make you feel happiness. “she said I sing very well. I feel so happy”. Or “she said I am very selfish. That hurt me”. I m not saying that you should completely ignore what another person says but let it finally fall on you to feel happiness or pain. If somebody says you r selfish sit for a moment and think what place in your life that person has and if he/she occupies a significant position then think about the act of yours which made that person make a retort like that and if it is really something that should be rectified then go ahead ,otherwise just carry on with our life.
Similarly with happiness, it is good to feel happiness when someone compliments you but at the same time you should know your capabilities. Never lead the life of a parasite where you are totally dependent on somebody else to make you feel pleasure and pain. Be independent be sure and more importantly enjoy life coz’ u have only one life and make the best out of it!!