Black Dussehra


It was supposed to be a business-as-usual Wednesday for me. 21st October 2015.
But since I read the newspaper that day, to the moment i am writing this, two days after, my mind has been preoccupied with only one thing.

Two innocent kids burnt alive.

It is not the kind of thing you want to read in news. The last thing you want to read even if it were fiction. But this is real life.

Next day. 22nd October 2015. The auspicious day of Dussehra.
The mother, who suffered 30% burns and is critical, has been informed that her 3-year-old son and 9 month old girl have been charred to death.

That’s right. Her children were charred. (Read the Indian Express news here.)

How is anyone supposed to celebrate a festival after reading something like that?

I couldn’t. I have been restless ever since and there are so many questions jumping in my head.

How could any human being even think of committing such a crime? What was he (or they) thinking? What did he face to have thought of such a revenge? Has tolerance and patience in us really gone down? Or was he stupid enough to not understand the severity of the consequences of his actions? Was he under the influence of some sense altering substance?

Is caste really bigger than humanity?

I know for a fact that tolerance and patience are on a decline in general in the society. And i can say that from my own example. On a scale from 1 to 100, my patience level was at around 90 and now it is somewhere around 60. I have had my rough days, but frankly, what horrors have I really seen in my life? Only the hardships of a normal Indian girl.

Are people in today’s world really so frustrated with their lives, that they are forgetting who we really are? Humans. And not animals, who need to kill for survival. Have things really gone so worse that even babies are not spared?

What misfortunes are people facing to have gone so mindless?

Is this all politics?

Is this what they say is Kaliyuga?

Is there no hope for better days?

As you can see, i am pretty much where i left you few years back. Full of questions. And very few answers. So i’ll leave you with these thoughts and a very heavy heart, mourning for the family and praying, no other family has suffer such monstrosity.

May those tiny innocent souls rest in peace.

(Yes, i’m back to blogging.)

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