Babri Majid Speaks to Indians

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Babri Masjid speaks
Submitted by admin3 on 3 October 2010 - 8:24pm
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If Babri Masjid can speak, what will it say? Rehan Ansari of TwoCircles.net imagines.
My Kids, the Indians,
May peace and blessings be upon you.
I am the (late) Babri Majid and am feeling like demolished and humiliated again. I remember the hammering on my head (dome) again and the blast like situation inside me. The wounds that Karsewaks under the BJP leader L.K.Advani, had given me is raked up again.
The wounds were bearable but this decision has shred my heart because it questioned my dignity and truth that I was ever existed. Especially the claim of Justice Sharma that there was no mosque since it was built by violating Islamic laws.
I don’t understand the legalities but I know that I was there in Ayodhya for more than last 400 years i.e. since 1528 under the patronage of Muslims and Hindus started claiming Ram Janmbhoomi inside me only after 350 years.
I am a witness of The British’s policy of “Divide and Rule” because of which-on my name-the first incident of communal violence took place in 1859. I remember when the Faizabad district court had rejected the plea of Mahant Raghubir in 1885. I was shocked when in the dark night of 1949 an Idol of Shri Ram kept under my dome. I also remember the first title suit was filed in 1950 and how the other parties like Nirmohi Akahada, Sunny Waqf Board got involved with the movement. I was terribly disappointed when in 1989 Rajiv Gandhi allowed shilanyas ceremony on undisputed site.
I am also a witness of Rath yatra and have seen the vandals under the leadership of L.K.Advani, Uma Bharti and other BJP leaders gathered in Ayodhya of Shri Ram. I was very frightened with the slogans of “Jai shri Ram” but was contented, because I thought that the Karsewaks will not hurt me and will follow lord Ram. I was also quiet because one Ram Bhakt Kalyan Singh had promised that he will take care of me.
But, alas, neither the Kar sewaks followed Shri Ram nor the Ram Bhakts could keep their words and finally I was murdered in the broad day light of December 6, 1992.
I was crying to see the riots that broke out after my demise. I was in great distress that many innocent men and women, boys and girls were looted and slaughtered. It was really terrible when the bomb exploded one after another in Mumbai and killed naive people. I am also the witness of Sri Krishna Commission and the court cases of bomb blasts of 1992. I have seen that the bomb blasts victims were jailed and given death penalties and the criminals of communal violence who were named in Sri Krishna commission were left free.
I was surprised to see how the Congress government under Narsimha Rao kept quite when I was getting demolished and took political mileage by dismissing all the 4 states government under the rule of BJP. I have also seen after my demolition, congress could not make its government in the centre on its own.
I have seen that using my name, Lal Krishna Advani and Kaliyan Singh got their ambitions fulfilled and also a witness how their own party isolated them.
I have seen the rise and fall of Mulayam Singh and also seen his wounds when he befriended with Kaliyan Singh.
I am also the observer of the Justice Liberhan Commission report submitted after the 17 years in 2009 where he claimed that all bureaucrats and police officers of Uttar Pradesh, who served under the Kalyan Singh regime, and whose names find a place in the list of 68 persons, culpable of creating communal violance.
I also observed when Justice Liberhan goes on to say, “It cannot be assumed even for a moment that L.K. Advani, A.B. Vajpayee or M.M. Joshi did not know the designs of the Sangh Parivar. Even though these leaders were deemed and used by the Parivar … to reassure the cautious masses, they were [in fact] party to the decisions which had been taken.”
I have also seen how the report is kept under the cold storage.
I like to request my kids, the Indians that please forget me and move on with your life because I don’t want to see any more bloodshed on my name. I don’t want to feel the pain of demolishing again. The world does not end here; there is a world hereafter too.