I, Me and Myself

Thursday, August 16, 2007



Date: 16.08.07

Subject: Help!

Hi,

I am Sangia. Tea shop owner in the HCU campus. The University office has asked me to close down my tea stall and vacate the place with immediate effect( i.e 16.08.07). I request the Student's Union to help me and plead to all the M.A, M Phil and PhD. students to stop this from happening.

Thank you

Yours' Sincerely.

And yet at 11 15 am on 16th of August 2007, as I crossed the muddy tracks from the library to my hostel room, I could hear loud voices. Few paces closer showed a sole man screaming at the sight of his livelihood being ripped from the roots. Literally. The man-made stone tables and temporary shacks that refused to reflect the callowness of a young entrepreneur were now biting the dust. No Student Union came. He cried and begged the burly police man who took him away in a Government owned jeep. "It's my life, my livelihood," he screamed. "You can't take this away from me..."

His voice trailed on as a frail woman in her sixties came defending her son. She did not have to say a thing, she probably could not. She fist-ed with the burly man to let go her son, to let them have their right to own a shop, their right to a livelihood. I do not know what laws they broke or who they caused harm. The spectacle got monotonous and my eyes rifted from the sight...

The tea stall died the day after the India celebrated 60 years of Independence. Along with it, a man's will to survive.

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