Part 1
For how are they made? By the inequality that surrounds. By their angst that accompanies our opulence. By the unfairness of it all. And when I look at my hands, I realize, I also have a hand in making them. I can’t condone, but I can’t incriminate either. There is blood on my hands too.
Part 2
Yes, I am desensitised. Because I exist in agonising helplessness when millions around the world die of poverty, lack of healthcare etc. Yes, it’s connected. And when those who prefer to be oblivious to this, wake up to a terrorist act and resurrect humanitarianism, just because it struck too close, I smell rot. My bad.
Part 3
I’m sorry. Sorry that it was your duty to become the nation’s cross-bearer. I’ll not join groups that’ll claim not to let your sacrifice go in vain. Sorry it will. We’ll get back to our lives. Sorry we’ll forget you in time. All I can do is pray, for you and those you left behind.
until next time, topical compassion!!!!
and on the blog today.. a post on the happenings around.. https://manuscrypts.com/?p=1396
Wonderfully written. Angst fills me as i read Part 3. Least about the way its written. More about the truth in it !
Sigh.
You knew him?
“topical compassion” – how aptly it describes what I feel when I hear people discuss the ‘event’, read post after post – one saying burn candles, the other saying morons burn candles, each calling/thinking of the other as a fool. And each one thinking they are absolutely right in what they think is right.
Sigh .. Amen..
kavi: yep.. we have moved on already
austere: nope..
meetu: absolutely agree!! its almost as though each one starting a group is looking to have his share of the attention pie 😐
pallavi: amen indeed