Crackers have cracked me!

I'm sick and tired of firecrackers! It's always the same story, whether it's Ganeshotsav, Durga Puja, Navratri, Diwali.... I don't understand when the concept of sparklers and anars changed to atom bombs, laxmi bombs and laddis... Why must a child, boys, or anybody even want to crack these crackers?! To what pleasure? To whose liking? For whom? Why must we attempt to stimulate the terror and horror that real terrorists shower upon us? Why must we tune our lives to their sounds? Why should our Diwali be shrouded with sounds and bangs of horrifyingly loud crackers? Is it that big a nexus that the Govt. cannot simply ban the crackers and the allied sound items?! What sort of a Government are we living in?

In my school, 10 years ago, we were taught about how entirely harmful crackers are, not just as a product but also as a means... child labour is used to produce crackers, the crackers cause noise pollution, air pollution, land pollution, and yet we continue and allow their sale and purchase and justify it as enjoyment? For whom? At what cost?

Every festival is the same story! Does the city have no concept of sensitivity? Is there no concept of civic sense? What could compel 5 boys from the society, to burst a 1000 ki laddi on the main road inside the society which lasted for nearly 20 mins? How does one justify it? What can i do against it?

Even the 100 police control room doesn't respond! They're probably celebrating Diwali themselves but what does a citizen do? Give me a gun and I'll shoot those men down! But that still doesn't solve the root. Education? I doubt logic appeals to them. It is force, that must be exerted. I wish I could take the damn laddi and surround their body with it and put it to light in a closed sound proof room. That would serve them right! I'm boiling with rage, that will be converted into action tomorrow.

I have found my mission. I refuse to live in a society that a) permits the production and sale of these crackers. b) allows these perpetuators of the crime to go scot-free.

My goal for tomorrow is to find out what the law states and how I, as a citizen can do something to charge these men.

I hope to receive your support in my endeavour. If someone is already on this path, do let me know, I offer my services.

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