When i heard about the Pune blasts i was in the middle of a holiday and my response was “Oh Ok..’. I didn’t seem interested coz ten lives didn’t seem like a big deal! Once i was back in Mumbai and back to the grind which includes reading papers…only then did i realize that 10 people – most of them were between the age of 18-25 years.were working in private companies, were teenagers in “good” colleges. I read what their friends had to say about their deaths. I have to admit i shed tears when i went thru the Facebook profile of the best friends of one of the girls who died…i can’t bear to imagine what that girl is going thru or the parents of the siblings who passed away.
So how did something i didn’t bother to find out more about earlier actually start seeming so unfair, so sad…i realized it was because it hit home. I could have been one of them – not agewise but yes i could have been sitting at the popular hangout or it could have been some one dear to me. 26/11 hit home coz it could have been me at one of those restaurants or The “Tall One” whose office is very close to Oberoi could have been stranded in his office like his boss whose wife was frantic with worry when he did decide to come home early in the morning because no one knew how many terrorists were still lurking around.
How come the malegaon blasts didn’t affect me – 40 people died – 4 times more than that in the Pune blasts. how come the recent maoist attack in midnapur not affect me? And it’s not just me…the media covered in detail the lives of the teenagers who had passed away. A side note seemed to mention the auto rickshaw person who also lost his life.
Does death only seem unfair, sad, scary when it could have been u? Are the lives of people who are not like u…not important?