When newspapers and news channels finally started splashing
her face twice a day and everyday of the week, it was too late – She was dead.
But it is not in our inherent culture to let bygones be
bygones or the dead rest in peace.
Suddenly the forgotten Jia Khan, has become the adopted daughter of our
society whose fragile life was cut short and the culprits are being dissected.
Was it a failing career or was it defeat in love?
Every word of the 6 page letter that she left behind is being
put through an acid test.
I wonder how much of this information should have stayed
only between the bereaved family and the investigating cops. Surely abuse,
abortion, cheat are not topics of threat to national security that every detail
of the deceased needed to be divulged.
Media waits for the first crack in your wall, before it can
bulldoze it down and trample all over your private space.
I agree there are some cases where sharing information is in
public interest, to prevent someone else from living your hell, but this, this was
a suicide case, a girl whose moral had been defeated, whose confidence had been
trampled, self respect and trust snatched away. It takes more than nerves of
steel for someone to take away their own life – try it!
So don’t sit there judging, contemplating and commenting as
to why even today modern literate woman suffer abuse in silence. Some industry
veterans are shocked beyond belief cause ‘she always put forward a strong
confident handshake’, they understand though, cause this industry is a cruel
place, a feeding ground for vultures, where pure talent is not the wind in your
sail. I guess the deep understanding stems from the fact that most somewhere
somehow, have been responsible for some Jiah Khan to wither away.
Every third page of the paper today is an ode to her sad
situation
‘ why do actresses subject themselves to abuse?’
‘Break up with a gift – a new fad’
‘Are you an anxious lover’
‘Be a friend in need’
‘To date or to wait’
The glamour industry as many rightly say is like termites,
it eats you hollow from within, but for the few hours when the spotlight is on
you, it lets you live a life as compared to nothing else, you don’t mind
melting away unnoticed later, cause you were a star, if even for once!
Very good one, nicely written.
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