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Satyendra Dubey- The IES Officer Who Died Fighting Corruption

When people say they want to see the corruption free India I ask them do you really mean it? Even if you do, how you are going to do it?  Unfortunately, they don’t know how to answer this question. It takes a lot of courage to take the responsibility to eliminate the social evils from the society. When I say courage that means i am talking about Satyendra Dubey. Satyendra Dubey was a man of principles who got killed for doing something good for the society.

Who Is Satyendra – Early Life

We all deserve to know who Satyendra Dubey was and what he did for this nation. Satyendra Dubey was born in small village in Siwan, Bihar. He belonged to a poor family where his father worked in a sugar mill. He was the eldest among his 5 sisters and a brother. Satyendra had always been a hard working and a diligent student. He had to face many hardships due to financial instability and family responsibilities. But he couldn’t let these reasons drag him behind, he worked hard and got himself enrolled in the prestigious engineering institute of India IIT Kanpur. In 1994, he completed his graduation and started working under the ministry of road and surface transport. He had a commanding position when he was working with National highway authority of India.

His Work As IES Officer – Fight with Goons

His life literally changed when he found out that people from top to bottom are involved in deep corruption.  He found out financial discrepancies and improper use of government funds. He decided to take this matter to the higher officials but in return, he was give transfer from Jharkhand to Gaya, Bihar. However, this was not going to stop him from fighting against the corruption.  He later figured out that not only a district or town but also the entire country is dealing with this evil.

Finally, he decided to bring this issue to the prime Minister’s office. He mentioned everything in his letter and requested the PMO not to reveal his identity. However, the PMO did actually opposite what he asked for. They forwarded his letter to the concerned authorities with his name on it and this led the mafias aware about him.

His Death 

The next thing we found about him was that he got killed while returning from his office. He was shot by some goons and we all know why did they him. He paid the price of telling the truth, he paid the price to eliminate corruption. The price was his death and now it seems like he died for nothing. Whistle blowers like Satyendra gets no security in India, they fight, struggle and die.  In the report, CBI filed that Satyendra was killed resisting robbery. This was how justice was served to him and his family.



A Story of Watermelons by Manohar Parrikar

am from the village of Parra in Goa, hence we are called Parrikars. My village is famous for its watermelons. When I was a child, the farmers would organise a watermelon-eating contest at the end of the harvest season in May. All the kids would be invited to eat as many watermelons as they wanted
   Years later, I went to IIT Mumbai to study engineering. I went back to my village after 6.5 years. I went to the market looking for watermelons. They were all gone. The ones that were there were so small. I went to see the farmer who hosted the watermelon-eating contest. His son had taken over. He would host the contest but there was a difference.
     When the older farmer gave us watermelons to eat he would ask us to spit out the seeds into a bowl. We were told not to bite into the seeds. He was collecting the seeds for his next crop. We were unpaid child labourers, actually. He kept his best watermelons for the contest and he got the best seeds which would yield even bigger watermelons the next year.
    His son, when he took over, realised that the larger watermelons would fetch more money in the market so he sold the larger ones and kept the smaller ones for the contest. The next year, the watermelons were smaller, the year later even small. In watermelons the generations change in one year. In seven years, Parra’s best watermelons were finished. In humans, generations change after 25 years. It will take us 200 years to figure what we were doing wrong while educating our children.”
What a beautiful message for us.
“This story emphasizes the need to improve our education system”.