The government has launched massive search and rescue operations. With every minute passing without any news of the chopper or its passengers, the rescue party is inflating with more sophisticated machinery being added. Till now it comprises of,
Have you ever visited a local police station across any town or city in India and happen to see how the police react to a complaint of Missing Person? I doubt they even send ONE wireless message to alert other police stations. In fact they would ask you to register the complaint in some other police station siting jurisdiction limits issues.
If the government can mobilize such huge force and machinery to trace one Chief Minister at such a short notice, cant it deploy the same machinery to weed out and Naxalite stronghold from this very jungle and area? The state and central government, Army, Air Force and Navy all appear to be coordinating very efficiently and smoothly since yesterday morning. Can they not show same coordination, team spirit, promptness while dealing with Anti-Terrorist or Anti-Naxalite operations? Instead, we see an ugly blame after every terror attack with every agency washing its hands off saying that either they did not have "Inputs" or if they had then they "passed it on" arguing that its someone else's job to act on them.
Such a huge search operation is never carried out when a police party goes missing in pursuit of Naxalites. Who cares, they are just constables and Sub Inspectors. They are not VVIP, are they? The gruesome killings of Police personnel by naxalites in makes headline for a day and then disappears as suddenly as the Royal Chopper of the CM.
Now, I DO NOT mean that the government should not have launched these search missions, but then it should ensure that at least 1% of efforts be made to search for normal (Non-VVIP) missing persons rather than according rude treatment and shooing away the complainants?
It can also show same alacrity, coordinated and high profile effort to stamp out the naxalites and other terror outfit operations from this country. The anti-naxal action has been severly crippled for decades due to non-cooperation between police forces and govts of different affected states. The Central Home Ministry had categorically declined to press the Army into anti-naxal operations though the Home Ministers since last 10 years have acknowledged naxalism as the biggest internal security threat for the country.
Afterall, the core ideaology of naxalism is based on the principle that a select few in the society get all the wealth, status and previliges whilethe poor-n-needy majority does not get anything, isnt it?
Its vast expanse lay there for miles. The sand on the surface was still warm from the enormous heat rained on it by the fiery summer sun all through the day. Ah, it was much hotter during the afternoon. It had a gradual slope descending into the ocean. It met the ocean and then there was water as long as one can see. The sea was roaring with the brute force of the high tide, trying to meet the moon high over the sky. It rose with hope and anticipation spreading its giant arms and fell in disappointment each time for the moon was unreachable. The saline water ran furiously over the sand battering it cruelly until the force waned and water receded back to the ocean like a crestfallen, defeated soldier. The ocean made another dash at the moon with one more giant paw rising high and came down with a deafening roar as if in self anger.
The moon shone brightly in the clear night sky watching the agony of the sea below. It smiled smugly feeling unashamed pride in its own ability to make the gigantic ocean rise and fall at its own will. This is the one sight it loved to watch every day. It shined a tad brighter illuminating the sky as a glow swept on its surface. Suddenly, a strange anguish spread through its mind as the light was not its own, a mere reflection of what it received from the fireball which had sunk on the horizon few hours earlier. "I may not own the light, but my touch makes it so beautiful", the moon thought knowing it was in vain. It continued shining but inwardly seething at its own failure to possess its own light.
The beach was aware of all this as it was watching this charade zillionth time since many long centuries. "They are at it again!” it grunted, "I take all the heat, my sand is tanned golden and these guys won’t even let me have some peaceful time even during night!" Yet, it felt so nice when the waves crashed onto its surface, a spent force. It was a witness to the pride and failure of the sea and the moon. Unknowingly, it yearned for another mammoth wave to rise towards the sky, yet another effort and yet another failure. "That’s how it will always be!” - It thought as it soaked into the fresh splash.
