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Fīat jūstitia, ruat cælum!
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When it was some rotten jealous low life in U.S., U.K. or Australia who murdered our brilliant kids brutally, we read in newspapers and were angry, and felt the grief of middle class parents back in India.
But these two brutal murders of our innocent, bright kids, were not in countries where the perpetrators were jealous racists. They were in a city most of India considers home of grandma if not home of one's own! To be accessed and visited, lived and worked in, any time, however long. We felt free in this one city as nowhere else.
Do we, still?
It wasn't the city, though. It was one particular industry that these kids had unfortunately stepped in, or too close to, unaware that they had no protection of power against the hellhounds lurking about.
The narcoterrorism feeds on the opium we have been addicted to, in form of the large screen. We pay heavily enough even without these murders.
Enough!
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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Ce86V5QxP1k
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Fīat jūstitia ruat cælum!
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