modus operandi
the basic strategy of the police man is an initial massive slander campaign of which, over and above other attributes, insanity is the main plank. the impression that the locals get is that i am a violent lunatic and the result is social isolation and ostracization. the police man then freely tramples on my fundamental rights and personal liberties. any complaints made by me are ignored as the gibberings of a mad man.
in trivandrum for the last so many years i have been putting up with all the disadvantages of insanity as it existed in any primitive society. i have gone through almost every thing short of being stoned as a mad man in the streets of trivandrum - this is the twentyfirst centuary and i am living in a supposed to be civilized society! any body can do or say anything to me and get away with it for they know that there is not going to be any punitive action. any complaints from me will be passed off as further evidence of insanity there by creating a vicious circle! i am being treated as a vegetable; life, to put it midly, has been miserable.
house breaks
man is a social animal and a confiding, caring relationship is essential for healthy living. people like me who are not lucky that way develop our own methods of creating at least illusions of such relationships - some what analogous to role reversal in children!
i used to keep a diary - i had named it atmalapam - initially in note books. i find certain passages in my diary has been underlined. i did not do it and there is no reason for me to high light whatever has been underlined. later once i got a computer i used to keep an electronic diary.
i have strong reason to believe that my house is being broken into and my computer system ransacked and personal properties and documents tampered with. please click on the link below to see the detailed account.
ghost
cyber crime
it was with the aim of getting some relief from this dreary life and as a way of getting out of the social and emotional isolation that i got on to the net. i can get along famously with sensible human beings and as the people one meets on the net are not exactly trivandrumites they were not going to be influenced by the police man's propaganda machinery. i will give you a sample of the correspondence i was carrying out - not right now for i am in a hurry - at a later date. it was then that an upset police man brought in the proxy server and things. and look at the mess that the telephone company has made !
the swine
the bloody mess
in medical college trivandrum, in my first year, the head of the department gave me a flattering report - Exemplary conduct, Exceptionally punctual in all matters, Extraordinarily proficient in understanding new and difficult matters, Extremely resourceful, keen interst in academics etc., etc. the hod had never known me before i joined the department in trivandrum and i had no extraneous influences on her. so obviously i had earned the remarks. permit me to say, that was the real me.
the very next year, that is in 1996, it was the opposite extreme - an adverse report, and that too, by tthe very same person!
explanation:- the CBI police man has been going on telling all and sundry that i am an imbecile. now what will happen to that if the hod goes on giving me flattering reports and i manage to get an md? so the crooks set to work and the second report for all practical purposes was one dictated by the police man.
"hukka, pani band"
few months back i tried to upgrade my windows 98 to winXP home. bill gates and melinda would have been happy for i am talking about the licensed version. but no body in trivandrum will sell me the operating system even when i was ready to pay hard cash. indeed an embarrassed business man told me "nangalonnum alla sare" meaning it is not we people who are doing it. i told him that i am aware of what is going on and who is doing it and not to worry. of course i persisted and ultimately got it after more than two months.
once i realised that my academic life is in tatters i tried to get a cable tv connection. the company did not show any interest. i tried a second time after a couple of months and got it.
CTV was a big relief i must say and a nice way of spending time rather fruitfully. like for example, i could listen to michio kaku talking about parallel universe and multiverse and such - kaku is such an excellent communicator even "mandabudhi" felt ( may be another of my illusions) that i could follow what he was saying! those who say astrophysics is a waste of time and money ought to listen to him for his chute (or is it umbilicus) is the one through which their progeny is going to escape from annihilation! i found some of the programs ( dont ask me which all ) so intersting that i tried to purchase a tv tuner card so that i can save them on my hdd. again police man intervened - stalled - i perstisted - and ultimately i got it.
the electric power supply to my house is being tampered with. the police man wont dare set foot inside my compound and he cannot take out my fuse. so he meddles with the whole line. fortunately for me my area has got a single phase only and they cant afford to cut off the power supply of my neighbours. result - only intermittent interruptions of ten minutes or so; lucky me!
the situation is analogous to the north indian custom of "hukka pani band". here i must mention one thing: the water supply has never been tampered with till date. - thanks hari
past history
the gimmicks of the police man who calls himself CBI "officer" and his cronies started way back in the seventies when i was a student in MC trivandrum. in spite of the police man, i got a degree. once i got my registration i could not get employment any where in kerala and i used to be shunted out of hospitals within months at the most.
it was not that i made blunders; on the contrary. in fact i remember a a surgeon ( he was a good surgeon ) of a private hospital where i worked for a couple of months then, commenting "inganeyullavanmarokke nashichu pokunnathu kashtamannu". the impression he was given was that i was taking head on dives into the "pool" and splashing about! - you see the propaganda theme varies depending on the place, person and circumstances.
my actual problem even then, was the police man who was trailing me spreading the word of insanity. now, who would want to take the risk of a mad man treating their kith and kin? and which private hospital can afford to keep such a chap on their staff? i dont blame them.
you may be surprised, i had spent a few months as a pg student during that period. the main attraction was the stipend ( rs.400 per month was enough to survive especially when you can get a room in the pg hostel for just rs.25)
but soon i landed a job in a set up where fortunately for me, my boss was a saintly rajput and not a keralite. if the police men could not make any chink in the "armour" (pun intentional) it was not for want of any efforts on their part i was allowed to hold on to the job and nobody ever said that i am an insane imbecile! so sweet of them; i am grateful.
"eechayum theettavum"
back again in trivandrum after fifteen years, hell broke loose. it is the same story of insanity and imbecility and what not that is being enacted once more after about a quarter centuary! but why ?
because in trivandrum the CBI police man is in his elements - eechayum theettavum, to use one of OV Vijayan's pet phrases.
he, who rides a tiger
now click on the link below and have a look at the pictures.
bed room scene
what you have seen is my blood soaked bed sheet in which i slept on one februay night in 2003 in my own rented house in kattela where i was staying alone. that was the only occasion in which i ever had such a severe bleeding from my body; it never again recurred. i can assure you it was due to external trauma. the person who has done it has committted a heinous crime. now suppose i succeed in unearthing the facts behind this episode. if it is a medical "doctor" who has done it he will no more be practising, but doing some thing else. the only person who will take any steps to unearth the facts is me. so i perforce have to be neutralized; it is the question of their existence.
in short, in their eagerness to embarass, humiliate and harass me the police man and his stooges have committed acts of crime which in a civilised country could land them in serious trouble. the only person who is going to initiate action against them is me and so it is essential that i should be neutralised by hook or crook
murder is one option, but it is rather messy; you have a corpse to dispose off. a safer alternative is to get the fellow certified, especially so when you have a very obliging medical fraternity like the sujathas and krishnan kutties of medical college trivandrum. this fraternity has no scruples and will do any thing for paltry material benefits; only thing that stops them is the possibility of punitive retributions. but once the police man who calls himself a CBI "officer" gives the all clear, the deed is "done".
as per the latest mental health act for all practical purposes, any one can be put in an asylum for at least 90 days. in the case of a fellow like me with no caring relatives or friends it is a no win situation. and once a "psychiatric patient" is in your hands you can do any thing to him"pehele aap;
nahin, pehele aaap"so that is agreed upon; but the problem is that every one wants the other person to do it: police man wants the medical college authorities to do it; they in turn would love to get it done by the police men and both would love to implicate a "relative"
so there was an effort to get some one to pose as my relative and ask for a reception order; but it did not work out. ( i have been living alone minding my own business for almost 30 years now and around this time, for once, few odd characters who call themselves my "relatives" did come to my house. but it did not work out )
later on efforts were on to get the police men do it on the pretext that i am a public nuisance. some time in beginning of 2003 my land lord had told me that some police men had visited him to make "enquiries" about me and they were visiting the people in the houses in the neighbourhood of the rented house where i was staying then with the same purpose. he said even some of the policemen ( they were from the local police) were finding it embarrassing and had told him that they have never ever come across such an "enquiry" in their career.
now, what?there is nothing that can be done legally about it for the courts need solid proof. and who is going to stand in the witness box against an indian police man! so that door is not open in my case.
a promise
i did file a petition with the national human rights commission against the police men. but the fellow entrusted with the enquiry was another police man, the commissioner of police trivandrum. the next thing that happened was a complaint by the locals in the police station that i am a public nuisance. when the police man called me over to the station on this pretext, i cooly refused and told him to get a judicial warrant. what happened then? i have no idea; ask the police men. but it served their purpose it looks for there was no follow up action on the petition to the nhrc.
i have not given up; as long as there is life, there is hope and the police man is not safe.i can promise you one thing; if there is no police man trailing me, whatever be his pretext for doing so (he cannot admit in a court of law that he is harrassing me for i am not exactly mr. veerappan), then there is some thing seriously wrong with me and i will get admitted in an asylum on my own.
but the decision whether the alleged police harrassment is a fact or fiction should be based on an investigation by an independant agency that can stand up to the tremendous clout of the CBI police and where i am given full representation and NOT based on the statement made by a foolish female lawyer who does not have any idea what she is talking about!* * * * * * *
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last updated 14 november 2005
an almost similar law was being enacted in england and wales in the
recent past. there it was the psychiatrists who were objiecting to this
particular law.
here in trivandrum i was getting veiled threats - fall in line
or you will be put in. the krishnan kutties were drooling thinking of
all the money they can make over a life time, once i become their patient; what a contrast!