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Cyber Space Child Sexual abuse : A criminologist perspective - Part 1

I am not a geek not a tech savy.  But as many other lower middle class members of society I am also forced to live as a netizen. Can't deny it has several positive effects. It reduce those enormous miles between me and my friends, knowledge is in my finger tips, it does add some coal to my not so burning shopaholicdesire, it allow me to project and satisfy my egoistic and narcissist persona through different social networking websites.  Other than this personal perspective, from a social perspective also cyber space has several positive effects. Like voices are heard and acknowledged by larger audience with in a short time frame.
   Along with many positive impacts, rapid expansion of information technology, especially internet results in generating certain evil outcomes. The anonymity, accessibility and opportunities its provide works a safe heaven for predators to sexually exploit victims from a very young age on a global scale with out direct contact. Our kids are not safe even …

Ward no. 4

Ward no. 4
Ward with one long bay window
Days and nights passed me through it,
Sun came up and departs
As the rain and breeze through it,
We three, weak in pain and bored
Stared at each other
Laughed at every possible opportunity we got
There was a clock hidden by the curtain rails
Only she could see it,
Our miss Marple,
We often asked her
“What is the time now sweetie”
Struggling to fix her specs
There comes the reply
Twenty minutes past…
Time and space remains frozen
Out side our long window,
But in the far distant lane,
There was a room with yellow walls,
Old grey and spooky
We wonder, What is going on there?
We came up with our own theories
Our ninety year old Miss Marple said with a fake seriousness,
“Storage for dead bodies”
My middle aged room mate giggled,
“Oh no, an office for ETs,
See the flashy lights in-between”
Me the romantic dream about a girl
Trapped inside
Opening up her heart in-between and show her burning love
So that her lover can come and rescue her
I dream and dream about the feathers falling…
കുഴപ്പക്കാരായ മുടിഇഴകൾ 
പരസ്പരം കലഹിച്ചുകൊണ്ടേ ഇരുന്നു,
ഒടുവിൽ അവരിൽ ഒരുപറ്റം 
തീരുമാനിച്ചു നമ്മുക്ക് 
നിറം മാറിക്കളയാം,
അവർ വെളുത്ത ആവരണം ഇട്ടു 
തന്നേ തട്ടിപോകുന്ന കാറ്റിൽ 
ആടികളിച്ചു 
കറുത്ത മുടി ഇഴകളേ നോക്കി പുശ്ചിച്ചു ,
"കറുമ്പന്മാർ",
പതിയേ "കറുമ്പന്മാർ", അറിഞ്ഞു
നമ്മുടേ അംഗ ബലം കുറയുന്നു.
"നമുക്കും വെളുത്താലോ?"
അവരും വെളുത്തു തുടങ്ങി
പിന്നേ ഒരു രാവിൽ
ചവറ്റുകുട്ടയിൽ കിടന്നു
വെളുത്ത മുടിയിഴകളും
കറുത്ത ഇഴകളും
കലഹിച്ചു
"നീ കാരണം" "നീ കാരണം"
അവൾ നമ്മേ മുഴുവൻ പടി അടച്ചു
പിണ്ഡം വെച്ചത് ....
ദൈവമേ ഒരു കല്ലുമഴപെയണ്ണേ ...