Friday 10 June 2011

M F Husain was an absconder from Justice - It is as simple as that

It is strange how Media twists the facts to suit its ideological (if any!) leanings.

Have a look at the reporting of M F Husain's death.

Keeping aside the merits of the case that he hurt the hindu sentiments by painting hindu gods nude (and never apologising for it when people expressed their resentment), the fact remains that M F Husain fled the country to avoid a non bailable arrest warrant. Which means that he was an absconder from justice!!.

Almost all the pseudo secular media are using the word 'living in exite', 'was keen to come back' , 'injustice meted out to him' ................bla bla bla

The truth is that M F Husain did not respect the law of the land. If he had conviction in his argument of freedom of expression, he should have faced the courts and got a favourable verdict. He also had the fortune of having a very favourable Government at the Centre that would have ensured his safety. But he chose to cock a snook at the law and constitution of our country. The Government, instead of rescinding his passport, and asking for his repatriation, chose to keep mum and finally he accepted a Qatari citizenship. How Qatar can give citizenship to an absonder from justice is a  moot point. And unlike many great artistes, M F Husain did not die in penury. He was immensely rich and led a comfortable life till the end.

I have always held that Indian laws have to be enforced strictly for us to be a world power. If Husain had been brought back and asked to face the court (irrespective of the judgement), that would have made sense. 

It is immaterial if he was a great painter or not (the jury is out on that, but let us say that he was a talented, successful painter).

What we have is a case where a guy accused of a crime, fleeing the country and claiming that he is being victimised, and everyone else supporting his claim.

This is ludicrous.

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