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How the Bhartiya Janta Party has destroyed the concept and hopes of Ram Rajya

From Kathua to Unnao, girls being brutally raped like they are every other day but these two cases, taking the nation by the storm have one thing common. The rapes have open sanction from the ruling political party of the day and the populace of the regions. And the Bhartiya Janta Party stands a common factor, the common support system for rapists from any part of the country.

Indeed, the silence of the top power guns, especially the entire women leadership from the party is deafening and shocking.  External Affairs Minister Sushma Swaraj, the Women  & Child Minister Maneka Gandhi, the always quick to respond Smriti Irani, all such respected leaders of our country are silently standing beside the rape accused. Their silence is a consent for potential rapists that they can rape the country's women, as long as the votes keep pouring in. The entire Modi Cabinet has killed any hope we had for a Ram Rajya, Atal Bihari Vajpayee so promised us.



People might say that religion does not matter in such cases, but I say it does. When the ruling party, the Chief Minister and even our Prime Minister seems okay to have 8-year-old children raped in a Temple, so much so that their minions come out on streets to support the rapists, our religion matters.
What kind of Hindus are we, to allow girls to be drugged, raped and killed in our Temples?  What kind of Hindus are we to shout Jai Shri Ram to show solidarity to rape accused? 

As I read about Unnao, where a BJP lawmaker is accused to rape a girl, I can easily connect the threads to distant Kathua. Same lust for power, the Bhartiya Janta Party is so hung over on. But how does it justify raping of little girls? When I wrote my second book Avenging Act, I read someplace how rape is about power. Yes, the macho image of our Prime Minister and his trusted confidante in Uttar Pradesh will certainly get a good boost. Let me remind you about the Ram Rahim Case where the BJP government in Haryana supported a crowd, a cavalcade to glorify the rape accused. Or have you forgotten the Chandigarh DJ who was stalked by a son of a BJP leader?

Shyama Prasad Mukherjee, Atal Bihari Vajpayee, Lal Krishna Advani, the leaders who laid the foundations of the Bhartiya Janta Party would never have imagined that their party would be a shield for the rapists. That the ideology of a Ram Rajya will become an excuse to abuse and rape.

We Indians have let so many Asifas happen. We have been the crowd that supported Unnao and Kathua. We choose these people to represent us again and again. But it is not those girls who stand naked today. Yes, we tore their clothes down but it is we the society that stands naked today our core exposed to the World.As to how we let these things happen and how rape is a normal stuff for us.

An 8 year old girl was drugged, raped, murdered and then raped again to satisfy the lust of a few men. It has had happened in India since times forever, nothing new to it. But the way police and the politicians are baying for more lustful adventures, it is high time we stop this beti bachao non-sense. 

It seems that the Narendra Modi government wants us to save the girl child only so that their supporters can rape them while the leadership stands in silence and let them do any heinous act as they seem fit. As long as the votes keep coming. As long as the power and comfort of the throne is within their reach.


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