All of us like to be happy always – to live in a world where the newspaper comes with only ‘good’ news and nothing bad happens to us or our loved ones. And even if something goes wrong, we all crave to be deaf and blind to it.
What the heck would you tell someone who has the guts to ignore an accident with the excuse that a helping hand can only invite trouble and still brag about the evils of religious terrorism? What else can you call the ‘jerk’ who says he can manage to drive himself back home safe even when he’s done with 6 to 7 pegs? And to you so-called-parents, would you still approve of late night partying and drunken driving when your kids grow up and reach their teens, or is it that you really don’t care even if they are killed on the streets like stray dogs?
A normal person would‘ve quit reading this by now and others, who can complete this piece, might think about it for a while, before going back to minding their own business. After all, that is where all our problems start from. You can call it ‘optimism’ but this is the part where I love to use the word ‘denial’. We call ourselves ‘brave’, but deep down ain’t we just ‘cowardly’ to say that we won’t be able to handle it?
Two years back, four kids (all under 18) went out for a drive without any adult supervision. They had no classes that day ‘cos of some cultural programs happening in their school and their parents were unaware of this adventure. Young kids, full of spirits, drove fast and minutes later they had to be rescued from their wrecked vehicle. They had to use the hand brake to avoid a collision with a rick, which led the vehicle to skid and a bus coming from the opposite direction crashed into it.
Two out of the four passengers suffered serious injuries. But fortunately, all survived.
April 12 2009, at around 10- 10.30pm, we’d just had our Easter dinner, when we got the shocking news that two of my junior kids from school had passed away in an accident that evening. Two, of the four passengers, both siblings of the kids who died, survived with injuries.
Now, for the past few days, all I’m able to see in my orkut and facebook is the grief of those who miss them terribly. It’s really heartbreaking to see that.
The truth is that we won’t really think about this unless and until this kind of a thing hits close to home. And when it does, we can do nothing but wish for strength to endure it.
The truth is that we really don’t care!!
Why should we bother when we are all safe… right???
For all those who don’t give a damn, please F*** off. Nobody will care. Because there are many out there who want to get back home alive and many families waiting for their loved ones. And nobody would want you to exist to destroy their happiness, for the sake of a little fun.
And if, even after twenty or so years on this planet, you still don’t know that such little values matter a lot, you are just wasting your time living.
So, my dear friends, what I intend to convey is that I’m sick and tired of all this nonsense. We don’t have to do great deeds to make a difference. Just keep a check on what we are doing and think about whether it’s right or wrong.
And I really hope that someone will kick your a$$ next time you plan to drive after consuming alcohol!!