Thursday, November 10, 2011

[rti4empowerment] Four Poems on Police and Policing

 

Friends,
 
Here I present four of my poems related with "Police" and "Policing" which try to bring up some salient issues related with this subject.
The emotions are entirely personal but they might find an echo in many other friends.
Would love to see your reactions on these poems-
Amitabh
IPS
SP (Rules and Manuals),
Lucknow
# 94155-34526
Human Beings and Police Officers

If any one asks me
what has been
your greatest contribution
in policing
that you
as a police officer
would feel happy
and contented
to tell,
the first thing
that would
come to my mind
is that
as a police officer
I had always been
a human first,
at no time
in my career
have I ever
forgotten the fact
that much before
I became a police officer
much after
I shall
have left
being a police officer
shall I be
a human being
and hence
let me remain
a human being
at the same time
remaining a police officer.
I have never
for once
regretted this decision
and whatever
I might have proved
as a police officer
I never found
myself lacking
as a human being
and never once
did I feel that
being a human being
is coming in the way
of being a police officer


Gentle policeman

I have been fortunate
to serve the people
for long intervals
at different places
as a police officer
and I really
feel satisfied
to remember that
on all such occasions
when I
got this opportunity
I always
remembered the fact
that the person
standing on the
other side of the table
is someone
belonging to my family
possibly my brother
or my mother or sister
some other
close relative
in some dire need
who had come to me
with a lot of expectations
with immense hopes
and I being fortunate
to be of any help
must help the person
with all my might
and all my gentleness


Constable Ram Prasad

I joined the Indian Police Service
and I came to Uttar Pradesh
and there I saw
the Police wala
from near distance
for the first time in life
The Khaki dress
with "Uttar Pradesh Police"
embossed over it,
the cane and the rifle,
the cap and the revolver
the police jeep and the siren
it was a strange world
and seemed so different
and so inhumanly
and highly mechanized
and quite robotic
very much stern
and rough-faced
yet the deeper I delved
the more I found
that each of these people
who were Constable Ram Prasada
and Head Constable Ramesh Singh
and Sub Inspector Jabbar Ahmed
were actually human beings
who had their families
a doting wife
or a nagging one
a few children
a mother to look after
and an old father
about whom they cared
they had their umpteen problems
and a few moments of solace
yet they went on and on
a part of the system
presenting its dirty face
despite possibly not being one


Real life vs Bollywood cop

I am not sure
how many of you
have actually witnessed
a murder
or have been near
a site of murder
where a man kills other
even before you realize
and if I say
that a murder took place
almost in my vicinity
that too as a police officer
and yet I
the Assistant Superintendent of Police
and the officer in charge of the area
just could not do any thing
neither could stop the act
nor could catch the culprit
not possibly because
I was inefficient
but probably because
life is not exactly Bollywood
where a Police cop
actually jumps over a wall
and flies in the air
and shoots with precision
while driving a full-speed car
where he runs like Carl Lewis
and is strong like Khali
but an actual cop
is an ordinary mortal
living in ordinary and real surroundings
and thus when I was there
sitting in the Police Gypsy
at a road crossing
talking to a few policemen
standing there on duty
I heard a voice
almost like a thud
I presumed it was a tire burst
and saw everyone rushing
towards a paan-shop
where I also rushed
and when I reached there
I saw a man leaning
who had actually died
only a few moments ago
due to the bullet fired
by some unknown person
when the people saw a policeman
they pointed me towards a direction
where we saw a few people running
I ran towards them
with all my might
and sent the message to the Control room
and I ran and ran
and I ran for miles
before I realized
that I was going through
a wild-goose chase
as I had lost the direction
and lost all the traces
of all the culprits
whatsoever
and I still seriously believe
that I had tried my best
but since life is not cinema
hence a real-life cop
is much imperfect
compared to all the
Bollywood cops

Amitabh

 
 

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