Indian Serial Killer
By Tarak Ghosh
Ravinder Kumar
(1992----)
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A report released by an NGO showed that almost 120,000 children in India had gone missing between January 2008 and 2010. In Delhi alone, nearly 14000 children were reported missing.According to data from the Delhi Police and the Ministry of Women and Child Development, on average, as many as 20 children go missing in the national capital every day. And only 30 percent of the kids are reunited with their families. The rest remain untraced. Of the 20 children, only one or two go missing on their own. Since 2013, as many as 29,663 minors have gone missing in the city, and Delhi Police have failed to trace 19,832 of them.
An officer of the Delhi police
once said, "Most of the children are kidnapped from outside their home,
from parks, bus stands, and railway stations." According to data, 5,467 of
the 6,921 missing children reported in 2016 are between the ages of 12 and 18,
while 712 are between the ages of 0 and 8. The remaining 742 are between 8 and
12 years of age.
When Ravinder committed his first crime, he was just a boy of 17 living with his parents and three of his brothers in a tiny two-room house in North Delhi. Before that, they had been living at Ganjduware village in Uttar Pradesh since 2007. His father worked as a plumber in an unorganized sector. His employer offered him lower wages, and naturally, he failed to run his family.
As a result, Ravinder's father decided to leave the village and relocate to Delhi to begin a new life. Ravinder dropped out of school after Class 5, but he was diligent, and soon he got a job as a truck cleaner. Ravinder's income provided the majority of the family's income.
His boyhood was very disturbing, and he became addicted to drugs. He
was also obsessed with blue films, which were shown to him by friends, and
alcohol influenced him to commit the crimes. He had pornographic films on his
phone, which he used to see before committing his assaults. From his teens on,
he was more than a monster. He clearly didn't care about family ties, as the victims
he assaulted and then murdered had addressed him as an uncle or brother.
He was not aware of the Delhi Crime Chart, but one thing he knew well was that the slum area of Delhi was a great place for "hunting." The Delhi Metro Construction Site was such a place where he could get everything he wanted. When the darkness came, he could not stay at home.
His mind became restless, and he would hang out in
search of children. His boyhood memories could not keep him calm. Hanging out
gave him great pleasure in choosing his prey. He would loiter near slums and
under-construction buildings at night in the hope of finding little girls or
boys. He would sometimes travel several kilometers by bus to hunt for them. He
mostly targeted urban slum children because he could easily track their
movements, lure them with goodies, and then abduct them.
One day he was walking along
the street near the Metro construction site. A few families on the construction
site used small tarpaulins to make shelters. He could see a group of children
playing near the garbage dumps behind a construction worker’s camp. He
immediately halted there and stared at a minor girl among them. The girl was
very skinny, but he couldn’t move his eyes from her. His lustrous mind started
hammering his passion. He made a plan to abduct the girl. He had a hidden place
near the slum where he and his friends operated an illegal business.
Six-year-old
Pinky’s (name changed) parents worked as laborers on the construction site.
They lived in a one-room structure with a kitchen attached. It was not uncommon
for children to be left behind the houses, in the sliver of space between the
street and the room, to play among drying clothes and pickles while their
parents were at work. That day, six-year-old Pinky (name changed) was playing as
usual with the other children. Ravinder looked around, but none could be seen. He waited until the other kids had gone down.
Ravinder walked over to her when the other kids went off. Pinky was still
playing on the ground with a little old doll that had been collected from a
garbage can.
"I can give you more
if you come with me." Ravinder said. He was smiling mischievously. His
voice was rough, not so masculine, but filled with lust.
Pinky raised her eyes and
stared at him curiously. She could not recall whether she had seen that boy
before. Ravinder gave her a sweet smile and said that he also lived in a nearby
slum. Rvinder gave her a handful of toffees and said, "You are like my
little sister; take it, please." Hesitatigly, Being confused, Pinky took
those.
"I can give you more
if you come with me." Ravinder said it again.
To be continued...
