In a sensational discovery, Sedition and Perdition were astonished and shocked to find that Mohammed Ajmal Amir Kasab, lone survivor of the terrorist carnage in Mumbai that started on November 16, 2008, and now sentenced to death by the fast track terrorist court established to try him, was himself pretty surprised that the government of India had such limitations and restrictions in hanging him to death, despite his obvious crime.
"In the name of rights, they have to cater to every whim of mine, they have to give me food and medicines, religious texts, allow me a lawyer, defend me with their funds, all this despite my having wreaked such destruction, death and havoc so openly," he told SedPerd in a fictional exclusive interview, full of surprise. "There I was with a gun and unrestricted mission to kill. What do you make of it?"
"Even after I was given the death sentence, the judge spoke nicely to me. I thought he would just take a gun out of his pocket and pound bullets into me. Instead, he told the cops to give me religious books, food and medicine. and, yes, can you believe it, pocket money for buying cigarettes. In return for killing police officers and innocent people without doubt or remorse, in front of television cameras; for waging a war against your country and democracy and for seeking to destroy it. . Guess what, now, I have a right to appeal against this sentence. Is something wrong with you, or with me and the country that sent me to do all this?"
Speaking about his funniest moments during the trial, Kasab confessed to SedPerd that he almost broke down laughing hearing his defence lawyer's arguments, "My lawyer said I was a human being, young, misguided, coerced into this mission, and above all, that with love I could be reformed. Can you believe how low a human being can fall, or how badly they lie.he actually said I was human and could be reformed. Maybe I should have requested a small reform session with him, with a small gun?"
Revealing his life since his arrest, Kasab said, "I guess I needlessly feared for the worst when I was caught. Images of torture, pain, methodical ways to break me down, humiliate me and violating my religious views were all flashing by me. Instead, they give me a good cell, clothes, food, medicine, lawyer, and something I never had before: real rights. If someone had told me this is how they treat terrorists caught after their act on camera, I would have dismissed it as a sick joke."
"Every now and then, when the cops would be taking me to court, or bringing me back from the trial to my cell, I thought they would beat me up or kill me. I would, in their place. It then struck me as strange that if I could kill anyone randomly and as I pleased, why should a country, its government and judiciary follow so many procedures just to hang me? Why do they have to be fair to me?" he asked SedPerd.
"Maybe, this is what democracy must mean. Rule of law. Human Rights. Tolerance. Providing for and abiding by dissent. Regarding for differences and diversity," SedPerd offered as suggestions.
"No, not that. I am thinking something else. If you can treat a proven, dreaded terrorist in a fair way, chances are, eventually, you will take care of everyone else equally fairly well. Muslims living in your country, your own citizens, are certainly better off than living under a theocracy, or a military dictator. They are not some poor victims who need me and my likes to come to fight a jihad for them," he said, suddenly sobbing.
He added, "Say, whoever you are, will you say I am sorry to everyone in your country once they hang me?"
