just a gist of things for the time being.
here is a copy of a complaint i lodged with the kerala state human rights
commission in october 2001. this was done out of sheer desperation.
there was no response from the college authorities for the repeated
summons from the commission.
later i came to know of a police surgeon going around making a pretext of
conducting an enqiry. the fellow was roped in to bail out the culprits
especially the then head of the
dept of physiology who had panicked.
g. sujathan, a police surgeon, specialises in fake enquiry reports
( analogy is with the "fake" encounters in which some of his masters from
the police specialise). the fellow never came any where near me.
the job entrusted to him was to frame me
and he dutifully did it!; that is all.
i could never get access to a copy of the report supposed to be
done in 2002 till late 2004.
i dont want to comment on the so called "enquiry" report here for
i want to take this character on in the proper forum at a later date.
the enquiry report is here for you to see and make your own conclusions.
the follow up action resulted in my bed getting soaked with blood;
this happened when a police surgeon was trying to get a sample
of blood on the sly.
THE CRUX OF THE MATTER
the crux of the matter is that i am an "untouchable".
"Untouchability", according to the white man whom
the fraternity in Medical College Trivandrum apes,
cannot be a reason for preventing a person from
making academic pursuits and
the easiest way out is to medicalise the issue and
bring the matter within the ambit of the mental health act.
as such "insanity" is being used as a facade to
achieve the desired end.
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"
indeed did come and visit me! )
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.
a criminal gang of plain clothes police men who introduce themselves as
CBI "officer"/"special branch" has been let loose on me whose main duty
is to trail me wherever i go and spread "the word"
of insanity.
some time in 2003, may be immediately after the "bleeding"
incident, while i was walking towards a shop on the pavement near the
university college the CBI "officer" was trailing me
and calling out "bhranthananne". i kept my cool and walked off for
in my present situation i cannot afford to take offence.
the moment i retaliate i will be in a padded cell in perurkada
- "bhranthan violent aayi ".
in short i have gone through every thing short of being stoned
as a mad man in the streets of thiruvananthapuram, thanks to
the great "doctors" of the thiruvananthapuram medical college
and their masters, the "officers" of the indian police.
the current situation is that any body can do anything to me and get away with it.
i had put up with all the ill treatments
including the vulgar gestures of the highly educated "professionals" who
form the staff of the department where i was supposed to be working.
now what?
i have to retire from service within days and
being a poor man without even a roof over my head
i have to find another job for sheer survival.
with the reputation the authorities
in medical college trivandrum and their cronies
from the indian police have manufactured for me
there is no chance of my finding a job
and i have to perforce shake off the stigma.
my plan is to try to precipitate a crisis
and force the hands of the concerned crooks
so that things come out into the open. i am ready to
run any risks in this effort.
there are three possibilities:
1. i end up in an asylum as a full fledged mad man:
i am at the moment living with all the disadvantages
of a mad man. insanity has certain advantages as well,
( shall we call them "negative advantages"?)
especially so in the case of fellows like me.
if i ever come out of the loony bin
i can make full use of these negative advantages
- making the best of a bad situation.
2. i might end up as a criminal: again a few stints in the prison
and one will come to know the stalwarts and get trained and once
you come out, practise the "profession"?
3. i may be able to live free and persue my genuine interests
(rather than shagging, watching porn movies).
the first one is the most likely scenario and the last most unlikely.
expect the best
and prepare for the worst;
i am going to take the plunge.