The word Gonjamil means to settle accounts with a pair of claps, or by evasion. That is, we can call this word, to cheat someone. But to make the person or people who have been cheated understand that I did not cheat you. To make them understand by bringing various true and false contexts that they were not cheated. This is called Gonjamil.
The situation in our country has reached such a stage that we are victims of Gonjamil everywhere. The situation is like this automatically, I think it has mixed with our blood. Wherever we go, wherever there is a question, there comes a Gonjamil answer.
Patients are not taken to hospitals because of the ambulance syndicate, the patient dies; when asked, we get a Gonjamil answer. The Ansar members on guard send the patients elsewhere in the hope of a commission. They deprive them of government treatment.
They harass couples who come to seek shelter. They also rape them when they get the opportunity. If you raise your voice, you get a Gonjamil answer. People die in road accidents. This is where the refuge of nonsense is taken as an answer.
We too as a nation are like that, we keep silent about their nonsense, considering it as truth. We think, ah! How hard they are working! Behind this idea are our own actions. Because, we ourselves neglect our responsibilities, evade our work and face questions, we also take refuge in nonsense.
To cover our laziness, our stupidity, our ignorance, we have no other option but to consider nonsense as pure truth. Some suddenly emerge with the statement of truth. We start believing them. At some point, how can he himself become the bearer and carrier of nonsense.
Capitalizing on our faith, he keeps on gathering his own sugarcane. This goes on day after day, month after month, year after year. We wait for someone who calls for a new truth. Our wait never ends. Because, no one carries the eternal truth with us. What a strange mess we are in.
