Last week, I saw a freak road accident. One fellow dashed his bike to another autoriksha. The impact threw him on the road. For few seconds he was on the road in pain. Soon, people rushed to tend him.
While he was alone in his pain, I thought of his loved ones. All those who would cry for him.But today he was alone with his pain on the tarmac. Little does his friends, relatives, dear ones know what’s happening to him. Most of them at another part of Bangalore would be carrying life in their own world.
Yes, this happens to all of us. Today is his turn!
Pain is personal. Pain is traumatic. When you had pain, did you long for someone who understood your pain? Or do you endure it all alone, as I do? Do you secretly wish there was a friend or relative to share all those little hurts in life?
But life in the city gives very little time to share in other persons grief. We rush past our own life, with little care to other’s life.
Most of us has adapted to the shallow life, or conveniently ignore others hardships?
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