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A tragedy of
hope It
is a reminder that neither our investigators nor prosecutors are independent
agents
By
KTS Tulsi
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KTS Tulsi |
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The
ATR is an attempt to legitimise vioence. The government cannot
be unaware that
criminal action
invariably begins on
mere suspicion |
Liberty
and democracy become unholy when their hands are dyed with innocent blood,
said Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, in his book, Non Violence In
Peace And War in 1946
The
government in its Action Taken Report (ATR) has sought to undervalue the
report of a seasoned criminal law expert and a former judge of the Supreme
Court, who chose his expressions so carefully so as to mention that certain
leaders were very probably involved, while against others there was credible
evidence and were responsible. The basis of the ATR, for not taking action
against the leader who is ‘very probably’ involved, being
an indication that the commission itself was not absolutely sure of his
involvement, is a dubious argument for saving one of their own tribe.
The ATR is, in fact an attempt to legitimise violence against certain
persons, for the government cannot be unaware that criminal action invariably
begins from a mere suspicion and even at the stage of filing of a chargesheet,
it is nothing more than a strong suspicion.
It is indeed a sad commentary on our Criminal Justice System — even
after 21 years of the carnage, we are still dribbling with words, for
setting the criminal justice machinery into motion. If this is not proof
of the failure of criminal justice, what is? The very basis of criminal
justice system is to provide hope to the victims that the guilty would
be punished. If the State were to continue to twiddle its thumbs even
after nine reports of various Commissions and Inquiries, where is the
hope for justice?
It is indeed a tragic reminder that neither our investigating agencies
nor the prosecutors are independent agents in search of truth and justice.
A State, which indulges in a cover-up of mass-murders, loses its legitimacy
to govern. The government will do well to remember that nothing rankles
more in a human heart than a brooding sense of injustice. Sickness, we
can put up with, but injustice makes people want to pull things down.
What stands between civilised governance and anarchy is the fond hope
of justice. Let us hope that the government will not snuff out that hope,
for what is at stake is liberty and democracy.
I am not unmindful of the fact that convictions, in cases of riots, are
far too difficult. I am also not unmindful of the fact that the standards
of the Indian Judicial System are exacting, and the quality of investigation
is too poor to stand their scrutiny. But what we are confronted with,
in connection with the 1984 riots, is not the failure of the criminal
justice machinery but the roadblocks put in its way, even for initiating
investigation and trial.
In India conviction rate for ipc offences is amongst the lowest in the
world. If we take the number of persons arrested and the percentage of
those who are convicted it was only about 6.4 percent in 2000, and according
to the recent report of Judicial and Crime Statistics on the Internet
the conviction rate could have slipped to as low as 1 percent. As if the
low rate of conviction was not sufficient to demoralise the honest, the
report of Justice Nanavati has been rejected to embolden the unscrupulous.
A direct consequence of the low rate of conviction is that a number of
persons acquitted of horrendous crimes are returning to the legislatures
flaunting acquittals. In the UP legislature, 205 mlas out of 403 have
been through the process of law reserved for criminals. The latest election
in Maharashtra in October 2004 found as many as 91 candidates facing criminal
charges being put up by Shiv Sena, 45 by bjp, 31 by ncp and 30 by Congress.
Another consequence of low rate of conviction is the sudden spurt in economic
offences. Illegitimate trade worth Rs 90,000 crore is carried out in pirated
films, music, automobile parts and branded goods. The size of the total
counterfeit industry is estimated to be Rs 46,600 crore. Corruption has
galloped and is believed to have entered all fields, the virus having
spread from top to bottom. Education, health, judiciary, police all seem
to reek of corruption.
Instead of making an endeavour to stem the rot and strengthen the criminal
justice system the government has shaken people’s confidence by
introducing a new low in the history of criminal justice where even “credible
material of very probable” nature is not deemed sufficient for setting
the criminal law in motion.
The rule of law has become a casualty in thousands of these cases. Even
the clichéd phrase, “let the law take its own course”,
is losing its efficacy and conviction. I am hoping that Parliament will
be able to persuade this government into changing its stance and accepting
the Justice Nanavati report in toto.
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We,
the Bloody People
By
Sankarshan Thakur |
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DON’T
CRY FOR US, NBELOVED COUNTRY
Text
by Hartosh Singh Bal.
Photograph by Gauri Gill
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‘I
felt like a Jew in a Nazi camp’
For
a man who has already chronicled his death, it isn’t easy looking
back on 1984. Khushwant Singh, the ageing grand old
man of letters, who admits to fading health, took time off for an
interview on the carnage that first made him conscious of being a
Sikh. Excerpts from an interview with Harinder
Baweja |
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THE
TRUTH: Feeling and the Unfeeling
No
politician has been punished for the obvious part they play in organising
these outrages, says KPS GILL |
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What
about the big fish?
The Nanavati Commission describes the riots as an organised carnage
but falls short of indicting the political organisers. The government
uses this as an escape route. Ajmer
Singh reports |
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‘The
home minister hid like a rat’
says former LG, Delhi, PG Gavai on 1984 riots in conversation with
Ajmer Singh |
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A
tragedy of hope
It
is a reminder that neither our investigators nor prosecutors are independent
agents, says KTS Tulsi
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The
Ghosts of Mrs Gandhi Stepping
out into a perfectly ordinary day, on October 31, 1984, writer Amitav
Ghosh was sucked into the cataclysm that gripped the
country. Writing years later, he rakes through his memories and tries
to make sense
of the violence that followed in this spare and deeply moving essay |
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