Death – A cheap commodity
Deeply disturbed by two occurrences this week.
A man, working in the USA, comes back to meet his aged mother, has to break open his mother’s flat, to find his mother’s skeleton inside. The mother who gave birth to him and raised him through his childhood to make him capable enough to aim for the skies, pursue his dreams in the USA, was unfortunate enough, not to have him beside her, hold her hand, embrace her, when her end came. And who knows, how long they had stopped being in touch, if not in person, at least on the phone. So, not only was she alone when the end came, but for many months before that, she was totally lonely. It is reported that they had an argument over some matter, after which they stopped calling each other. How far our values have deteriorated, that we pursue our own careers and money ignoring even the most near and dear ones, our parents in this case, when we very well know that, one day we are also going to leave this world, without any of our possessions. It is also a reflection of today’s society that no one from the building, not even the immediate neighbours, realised her absence for so many days.
38 children died, children who had just taken their baby steps into this world, in the worst case of negligence. Non-payment/delayed payment of dues to a oxygen cylinder vendor resulted in supply shortages. This in turn resulted in the deaths of so many children, weak and critical from major illnesses. Again money was the reason for the loss of so many lives, the hospital authorities playing with so many lives, and the oxygen cylinder vendor, not bothered about the implications of his decision to stop supplies. The children are gone, but their parents will have live through their loss, for the rest of their lives.
Death has certainly become cheap, striking the old or the young alike, due to the selfishness and desire for money by near and dear ones or by those who hold the reins of human life.
Yatindra Tawde
Deeply disturbed by two occurrences this week.
A man, working in the USA, comes back to meet his aged mother, has to break open his mother’s flat, to find his mother’s skeleton inside. The mother who gave birth to him and raised him through his childhood to make him capable enough to aim for the skies, pursue his dreams in the USA, was unfortunate enough, not to have him beside her, hold her hand, embrace her, when her end came. And who knows, how long they had stopped being in touch, if not in person, at least on the phone. So, not only was she alone when the end came, but for many months before that, she was totally lonely. It is reported that they had an argument over some matter, after which they stopped calling each other. How far our values have deteriorated, that we pursue our own careers and money ignoring even the most near and dear ones, our parents in this case, when we very well know that, one day we are also going to leave this world, without any of our possessions. It is also a reflection of today’s society that no one from the building, not even the immediate neighbours, realised her absence for so many days.
38 children died, children who had just taken their baby steps into this world, in the worst case of negligence. Non-payment/delayed payment of dues to a oxygen cylinder vendor resulted in supply shortages. This in turn resulted in the deaths of so many children, weak and critical from major illnesses. Again money was the reason for the loss of so many lives, the hospital authorities playing with so many lives, and the oxygen cylinder vendor, not bothered about the implications of his decision to stop supplies. The children are gone, but their parents will have live through their loss, for the rest of their lives.
Death has certainly become cheap, striking the old or the young alike, due to the selfishness and desire for money by near and dear ones or by those who hold the reins of human life.
Yatindra Tawde
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