I was caught in a curfew on Babri masjid demolition day
September 30, 2010 3:37am CST
Friends, tomorrow is the judgment of Babri Masjid demolition, which took place In Ayodhya, India on 6th December 1992. Police is alert everywhere, in my city too to avoid communal clashes. I feel we don’t fight over temple, mosque, religion and communal issues, it is the nasty politicians in the country, I hate this. You can see the video here. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=benqtb1bVog I remember the day December 6, 1992, on which the Babri Masjid was demolished. My mother was ill, she was with my brother in Ghatsila, I was there too, and from there I had been to Jamshedpur to buy medicines for her. Suddenly the shutters in the shops were dropped, there was hue and cry, some shops were set on fire, curfew was declared. I moved to a friend’s home, there I was detained for four days in what I was wearing. Those days there were no cell phones, land phone service were disturbed, I could not communicate with my brother, or with my sons. It was real bad experience, I can never forget. [i][b]Friends why this fight over religion issues? Were you ever caught in a curfew? Any bad but memorable thing to share?[/b][/i] Share your views and story. Professor
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• United States
2 Oct 10
How did everything turn out with the ruling on this? I heard about it beforehand from my mother because the company that she works for has a lot of employees in various places throughout India. She also tried to explain to me what was going on, but it wasn't exactly something that was clear to me. The jest of what I got from her was that there was going to be riots and curfew no matter what ruling was made in the case.
• Garden Grove, California
30 Sep 10
hi professor I too have often wondered why this fight over religion issues so violent and taking lives and destroying mosques. I sure 'have no answers. this reminded me of when I graduated from high school in 1944 and we here in The US were involved in the second world war. all the young boys in my graduating class were gone, drafted into the service.it was a hard time for American familes as so many young men were drafted and a few months to a year later were killed in the battles.we had rationing and sugar and other foods were scarce but we did survive,I was so glad when the war was finally ended. A lot of chairs were now empty in dining rooms across my country.I think I grew up more quickly during those years than other children in other years afterwards did.
30 Sep 10
dear professor, during the martial law here in the philippines, i was not caught in a curfew but i got the scariest day of my life when a military came up to me while i was wearing my cadet uniform in school and was walking home already, and told me to take it off. you see, it is in the school curriculum to be trained like army. it is equivalent to physical education units. i was so afraid i will be handcuffed and jailed. but the military man didnt do. he only told me to remove the upper uniform which is good because i was wearing a white t-shirt, also a part of the uniform. ann