After going through many pages on the oppressor and the oppressed in India and keeping my head held high in life by trying to be as good as possible in the public arena at the age near 40 I would like to specify one of the teachers at my beloved school, Holy Cross, Bokaro Steel City, Jharkhand.
With a person who could not rather be termed as a teacher in English subject and by far in comparison with a familiar face in Indian Politics by the name of Anurag Bhadoria the person in him was more towards many kinds of crimes which never got caught media attention as the Indian Media during the '90s was not confined to every nooks and corners of the society as there was less of cable television and the more in terms of Doordarshan which was not confined towards greater interest of society in finding the facts and figures.
So, as I was a student of Class V in Holy Cross in 1988 our school use to organize a few cultural programs and expo in which students use to showcase their abilities. At that time our family was small where I was staying with my father, mother, sister and my own dog. So, as my sister used to study in a different school she asked me to take her to the school in one of the S.U.P.W exhibitions and once we were going through the expo everything was great.
Also, we had a small park in the school which was behind the school garages where the bus stop was located. So, we could visit the park at any time in the school hours and the both of us me and my sister along with a classmate Ashish Kumar Jha went to the park. Unfortunately, there was a black person working there as a gardener and after a few minutes when we decide to get back we both friends were getting back and suddenly he pounced on my sister. We screamed and ran back towards the bus and he also started running behind us.
We were just 7 years old still me and my sister immediately climbed in the bus and the person started banging the bus doors in an attempt to create any issues which could be harmful to a greater extent. we shouted but none of the drivers and cleaners were there. We were certainly afraid to get down and after 10-15 minutes the man went away as the Madrasi uncle who was much beloved as a bus driver has come back towards the garage.
He shouted at him and with that, we took a deep breathe although we got terrified but still hold our breath after which I never took my sister to the school and most of the time tried to be quite in my own thoughts. Somehow, Ashish Kumar Jha as a friend reported this to school authorities and I was called the next day to the park by the sisters ( Here in as School Nun as I was into a Christian Missionary school) and the gardener or the mali was questioned.
He accepted it although he was speaking Hindi and with his words, I only come to know that he said Madam Mere ko lalsa jag gaya aur socha ki bas....after which the Sister or the Nun said it happens as these people are poor and thanks to God nothing happened where else it could have been some worst case scenario in your life.
She said do you want something for him so that he could be punished, I remember only one thing that I said you teach people to become good and said me kabhi iske jaisa mat banna i.e. do not become like him so as there was a vocational academy in the school I said to teach him to become something good so that he could earn and become something in life.
The person immediately accepted this and fortunately he must be having some basic education as he soon turned out to be our English teacher Mr. Kali Kumar Ghosh, and I was obliged towards him for not taking any worst step infront of me or else the people from Bokaro Steel city, with the likes of Rajnish Kumar Pandey and Ashwani Chaubey along with many others who try to become fake leaders of thsi country, would have shown us more of disrespect in the society and to keep their voice aloft there are worse people from the society of the likes of S, N. Srivastava and Anshu who try to give the right picture of their own mentality of perverts which is not known to everyone!
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