Chapter 442 Magic City
The much-talked-about Sri Krishna Report has recently taken a dramatic turn.
Shiv Sena leader Bal Thackeray expressed his willingness to cooperate with the court investigation.
This move not only shocked the people below, but also left the Congress Party confused.
The situation in Mumbai was tense and a riot seemed imminent.
Leaders like Kamat have even chosen their targets.
As a result, Thackeray, the party leader, was the first to express his position.
Of course, the tiger did not forget to emphasize that sentence again.
"If you send me to jail, the person who sent me there won't have an easy time either."
Without giving the outside world a chance to react, Thackeray arrived at the court the next day with great fanfare, escorted by 500 police officers.
The judge dismissed the Congress party's appeal and further stated that the charges against Thackeray were beyond the statute of limitations.
Thackeray was released in court in less than three-quarters of an hour.
The city of Mumbai began to breathe again.
This is a farce. It took so long to build up to it, but in the end it seemed like playing house.
Only Thackeray himself and the Bombay Supreme Court knew that this farce had almost turned into a tragedy.
The Congress Party really wants to punish Thackeray to death, and the Bombay Supreme Court is ready to cooperate.
After all, the current Chief Minister of Maharashtra is a member of the Congress Party, and the Shiv Sena has lost the support of the people, so the people in the court are just going along with it.
But Mr. Sur stepped in and just called his father-in-law.
Five minutes later, the Bombay Supreme Court received instructions from the New Delhi Bench.
Thackeray was spared jail and the Sri Krishna Report, five years in the making, became a farce.
This incident is little known, but Mr. Soul's title has become increasingly indescribable.
Neither Thackeray nor the Congress party has much to explain.
Thackeray focused more of his energy on dealing with the herdsmen, as did the entire Shiv Sena.
They wished all the nomads in India would disappear. If conditions allowed, he wouldn't mind a genocide.
Genocide stems from a morbid desire for purification and purity.
In the eyes of some, disorder and mixing lead to fusion and uncleanness.
Iqbal and Jinnah demanded separation from India because they wanted to establish an orthodox pastoral state in the so-called "holy land".
India's social values are complex at their root.
But if you look at Mumbai objectively, you have to admit that it is indeed too crowded and some people have to leave.
So who are they? You can start with the poorest, or the newest arrival, or the furthest along, depending on how you define your geography and social status.
Every immigrant to Mumbai longs for the day when they can legitimately turn away other newcomers, proudly telling the next person trying to squeeze onto the train: "Get off, go back home, you can't stay here."
Only then will you be sure: you are a true "local" of this city.
For those who already live here, the city is deteriorating.
But for all those who want to go south into Mumbai, this is not enough to reduce the appeal of Mumbai.
Even if there is another riot, the situation will not change.
Mumbai will become a worse city without deterring those who want to move in, or even slowing down the influx of new immigrants.
The Shiv Sena, which is about to enter the new century, has experienced many hardships, especially after this general election, their situation has deteriorated.
The herders' mafia began retaliating against its affiliates, which were unable to respond quickly.
Some branch leaders were killed and some were intimidated.
Kamath of the Jogeshwari branch received a letter written, according to Amol, in "herders' jargon."
They told Kamat that he was the next target because he had killed herders during the riots.
Shakir, the combat commander of the Daud gang, began to offer a public reward.
He wanted to avenge the dead and injured in the riots, namely the Shiv Sena leaders: they were indeed guilty people, such as the former Mumbai Mayor Milind Vaidya mentioned in the Sri Krishna report.
Shakir compared the report and unexpectedly became the "chief judge" who pronounced the verdict on behalf of Sri Krishna.
The Shiv Sena's branch chiefs and deputies made a very unwise choice: hiding behind heavy bodyguards and seeking police protection.
This move is most likely to make them lose the support of the people, and those hot-tempered and impulsive subordinates will think that their boss is afraid of death.
They are carrying out a noble cause, purifying India's race, how can they hide behind it and stagnate?
The number of Thackeray's bodyguards was reduced from 179 to 149. Some of them left and stopped following him. The tigers hiding in their caves cried out in pain.
It was not until the leaders of the branches were killed one after another that they hurriedly recruited more people and restored the number of bodyguards to its previous level.
The tiger's teeth fell out and his heart was not in good condition. His sons and nephews fought fiercely for the inheritance rights.
Years of pampering had left the Shiv Sena leaders fat, rich and weak.
They cultivated Delhi's politicians and the country's cabinet members, but now they are restrained by them and cannot do anything out of line.
The BJP has become a mediator between the Shiv Sena and its ragtag group, whose significance as thugs is gradually fading.
Under the leadership of Thackeray's son Udev, the Shiv Sena is completely degenerating into another local party full of incompetent politicians, and internal conflicts are becoming increasingly intensified. The elderly Thackeray has reprimanded his subordinates for turning the Shiv Sena into a "bloated institution that pays pensions."
The city's grassroots need new outlets for their anger, and if the Shiv Sena can't provide it, perhaps the mafia can.
The Shiv Sena has to keep pace with the accumulating anger of the masses; it cannot suppress this anger, nor can it try to burn it out or digest it.
People like Kamath, the generation born in the 1970s, suffered and fought for the Shiv Sena, and now they have achieved success and become "franchised chief executives" and successful bourgeois businessmen.
They flaunt their wealth and send their children to the best international schools.
Later, when the younger brothers saw such glory and had no chance of promotion, they would not be content with the status quo.
If the Shiv Sena cannot quench their rage, there are always other forces that can.
This time, it may no longer be a certain political party, a certain religion, or a certain gang.
The young people in this city lack ideas and beliefs, but they have invisible and inexplicable anger that may erupt at any time.
The young people in this city are struggling with multiple personalities and have no idea "who I am".
Most of them will never make it, and either leave or get lost in inconspicuous corners.
Ron seemed to see the "decline" of Mumbai's future, but he had no intention of changing it.
This is India, this is Mumbai, the magical city.
No one can influence it, all you can do is go with the flow.
Instead of wasting time and energy on meaningless things, it is better to enjoy the world with a recreational attitude.
Well, Ron recently got together with Chopra again to work on that movie.
It is now the end of 1999, and this movie, which took Chopra a lot of effort, took two years to shoot.
There is one last gangster scene left, which will be shot in the Kama Compound slums.
The people of Kama Compound are eagerly waiting for Bollywood to finally return home.
The big star is about to step off the screen and appear before you, almost within reach.
Which star is coming? Karishma Kapoor or Shah Rukh Khan, depending on which version of the rumor you believe.
Chopra wanted the most realistic gangster drama, so Ron introduced him to the darkest underground kingdom of Mumbai.
He asked Johnny to find real gang members to ensure that the gangster scene could be filmed smoothly.
Johnny called over forty brothers to maintain order at the scene, and they controlled the crowd by pushing them.
Chopra saw with his own eyes that the tall man named Farid slapped the onlooker four times. The onlooker was a frightened Bihari worker. The thin man looked up at Farid, feeling embarrassed, angry and scared. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't have the courage.
The police, who had witnessed the entire incident, rushed forward and beat the crowd with bamboo sticks with iron tips.
The batons hit the soft bodies, the crowd screamed, the children ran away with their heads in their hands under the waving batons, and the adults fled along the path.
There was no way. There were too many people who came here after hearing the news. Many of them were not from the Kama compound, but passers-by outside.
In order to ensure the safety of the filming scene, gangsters and police joined forces.
God knows what will happen to these idle Indian brothers after seeing the Bollywood female stars.
Once the masses become blindly obedient or fanatical, it is extremely terrifying.
Today is a big day for Kama Compound.
"They'll be back in five minutes," Johnny said.
Within five minutes, the crowd that had just fled returned.
The small workshops in Kama Compound stopped operating, the butcher shop and tailor shop were not busy, and the pancake chef in front of the filming location was kneading the dough with unprecedented enthusiasm.
People lingered in front of the pancake stall, and when they were driven away by the police or Johnny's men, they would make the excuse that they were waiting for the pancakes to be baked and refused to leave.
Above people's heads was a tin roof, which became scorching hot under the scorching sun, but there were at least twenty people standing on it, some almost hanging upside down from the eaves, all barefoot on the teppanyaki-like roof.
There was a hole in the house next to this one, and through it you could see the faces of three children, like cherubim peeping out from a dense forest.
The rest of the children climbed onto the surrounding rooftops overlooking the backyard, but were often driven off the rooftops by the adults and out of the crew's camera.
The humorous police officer parked his motorcycle outside the house and jokingly advised the onlookers: "There's nothing to see. Let's go, let's go back and honor your parents. Sanjay Dutt and Hritik won't be here until 4 o'clock. There's still time to queue up!"
That's right. The crew can't leave now. The heroine is very busy and has an in-depth communication with Mr. Sur.
(End of this chapter)
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