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He reminded me of a disease, one that eats up a body on the insides. Makes a healthy happy being, walking dead!! Tejawat and his likes are nothing else but cancer, a lethal cancer, spreading and eating up the human population, in various parts of the world. Whatever their reasons, their cause, political, religious, territorial...there can be no excuse for such beasts, no punishment is severe enough for such mass murderers.
All the while the diabolical man was spewing venom, and Paro Bai Sa was listening wide eyed, I was thinking about the numerous all around who have lost their lives due to such diseased minds. For flimsy causes, for personal reasons, in wars that make no sense, senseless killings that are justified in the name of equally senseless causes. (MH 370 still remains on our minds and hearts, our questions still unanswered...239, lives, 239 families!!)
And such men do exist, men like Thakur Param Singh Tejawat, do exist to the shame of humanity. Who are conscience less, born with a dead soul, who don't blink an eye before providing mass murderers the weapons and means to kills thousands of innocents. The reason...their personal agenda, their belief that they have been wronged, and so they hold the whole of humanity ransom, they hold one and all responsible. He explained it beautifully, didn't he...Balidaan...just mere sacrifices in the path of a beloved cause. How wonderfully they justify their actions, and consequences!! We are all collateral damage!!
He just chilled my soul, my very being alternated between solid ice and raging fire, his dialogues again giving us an insight into such diseased minds and their twisted, convoluted logic. An awesome sequence, scripted and acted superbly. The Thakur was evil personified, his reasons impeccable, the killings totally justified in his eyes. The loss of numerous lives through the years, just pawns in his game. What chilling hypocrisy, what inhuman duplicity !!
Couldn't help but think of men like Rudra, the uniformed protectors of mankind, who know the impact and damage such cancer can cause. Men who are wired to lay down their lives without a thought, so men like Tejawat, meet their justified ends.
One word Thakursa, look again and look carefully, the slow witted, helpless, worthless, boneless, just worthy of being squashed under your heel, delicate damsel standing in front of you is your Nemesis. Not Rudra, not BSD, but innocents like Paro, will finally rid us of parasites like you, will cure this cancer.
