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Stop The Shame ...

School is known as ‘Temple of education’ from ancient times and teachers are considered as God in India. But are they able to maintain their dignity in present too?

A dead body of an employee of the PGI Hospital, Lucknow was found inside a government-run school premises at Bahadurkheda village, in Lucknow. Reports say she was sexually assaulted and brutally beaten with some blunt object. She was dead due to excessive bleeding. In another shameful event a six year innocent girl of class 1 was gang raped by her gym instructor and dance teacher within the school premises of a well known school of Bangalore in broad daylight.

Isn’t it shameful? Where the Indian culture is going? What excuse would you give for this? She was not wearing proper clothes? She was roaming with the wrong guys? Or she provoked the person to rape herself? It’s India, where the rapist is never at fault, it’s only the victim who is responsible for such brutal  act.

Statistics show that rape is the fastest growing crime in the country today. According to NCRB data 93 women are being raped in India every day. Over the last few months cases of rapes and assaults have made it to the headlines with alarming frequency. Girls are not safe in any part of the country. Is India becoming the Rape Capital of the world?

We all know that as a category in criminal law rape is one of the most heinous offences against society and public morality. While a murderer destroys the physical frame of the victim, a rapist degrades and defiles the soul of the helpless female.

Whenever such incidents take place media highlights it as the most important news, ministers and officers start giving statements to gain cheap publicity ensuring safety. Investigation committees are made and after some time a new bill of safety and protection is passed in parliament to ensure no such incident happen in future.

Our police department, due to its weakness and corrupted minds fail to rescue them. This is because of weak laws against rape cases in India, which sentences only 7-14 years of jail. How many rape cases happen in Arab nations? Hardly once in a blue moon only because their punishments are so strict that people think a thousand times before doing these crimes. If these laws are generated in India too, such crimes will stop in India.

The government must ensure that police register every case reported to it, complete the investigation in stipulated time and provide protection to the victim. An act of sexual assault should be treated on par with murder. There should be only death penalty for the rape accused. Only then these cases will come to an end.

KaNyA

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