विक्षिप्त व्यक्ति को बेरहमी से मारपीट करने वाले लोगों पर अब तक नहीं हुई कोई कार्यवाही : खोदापुर के बाद अपराधपूर की ओर अग्रसर हमर बिलासपुर

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विक्षिप्त व्यक्ति को बेरहमी से मारपीट करने वाले लोगों पर अब तक नहीं हुई कोई कार्यवाही : खोदापुर के बाद अपराधपूर की ओर अग्रसर हमर बिलासपुर

भुवन वर्मा बिलासपुर 08 सितम्बर 2022

बिलासपुर । शहर में मारपीट की घटना दिन प्रतिदिन बढ़ती जा रही है ।इसी कड़ी में गत दिवस असामाजिक तत्वों द्वारा विक्षिप्त व्यक्ति की बेरहमी से पिटाई कर दी ।जिसका सोशल मीडिया में वीडियो वायरल हो रहा है।जिसमे दो युवक स्कूटी गाड़ी में सवार होकर अपनी मर्दांगी दिखाते हुए एक विक्षिप्त आदमी को बेरहमी से मार रहे है।लेकिन इन दोनो युवक को यह नही पता था की इनका यह दुस्कृत्य सीसीटीवी में कैद हो गया है।

ज्ञात हो कि बिलासपुर के सिविल लाइन थाना क्षेत्र के अंतर्गत बृहस्पति बाजार के पीछे नाला के ऊपर रोटरी मार्ग बना हुआ वहां पर दो युवक अपनी स्कूटी गाड़ी से 4 सितंबर की सुबह 6 से 7 बजे के बीच पुल पर एक विछिप्त आदमी बैठा हुआ था।और उसके पास आकर गाड़ी रोककर उससे कुछ बोले और फिर उसके साथ मारपीट किए।जहा से विछिप्त आदमी उठकर चला गया।लेकिन ये दोनो युवक अपनी मर्दांगी को दिखाने के लिए फिर उसके पास गए और उसको तंग करने लगे।जिसके बाद एक युवक गाड़ी से उतर कर बेल्ट से उसकी बहुत ही बेरहमी से ताबड़ तोड वार करते हुए मारने लगा।

जबकि सूत्र बता रहे है की यह विछिप्त आदमी काफी दिनों से इस क्षेत्र में घूम रहा है और किसी से कोई बात नही करता है।जो कोई भी राहगीर यहां से निकलता है वह उसको कुछ ना कुछ खाने पीने का सामान देकर चल देता है। यह भी बता रहे है की यह दोनो युवक भी उसी क्षेत्र से है , जो विछिप्त आदमी के साथ मारपीट किए है।अब देखना यह होगा कि पुलिस इस मामले में क्या संज्ञान लेती है।और क्या कार्रवाई करती है,ऐसे युवक जो खुलेआम किसी के साथ भी मारपीट करने में कोई गुरेज नहीं कर रहे है और जो कानून को अपने हाथ में लेकर खुलेआम घूम रहे है।

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