Death

To those of us who are young death seems like something which is disconnected with us. We feel immortal. Two events over the last week have shaken me up terribly. Two deaths. One of a middle aged gentleman I knew and the other of my uncle’s partner I didn’t know. It has left me feeling badly shaken. The first gentleman was a journalism classmate’s husband. I saw him on the last day of my course. He was happy and healthy. And now he is gone.He was killed in an accident while returning from Tirupathi. He was a soft-spoken man, not a friend but an acquaintance with whom Sridhar and I have shared a few drinks and a few interesting conversations. Now he is gone. Just a memory. The second guy, I have seen just a couple of times. I did not know much about him other than that he was an important guy in my uncle’s company. When my uncle told me today that he had died in an accident on his way back from a movie I was badly shaken. He was 29 and doing well in his career. Now he is gone. Just a memory. The first incident shook me up badly. The second one frightens me. After I heard about the second incident, the shock of both the incidents got to me. I also feel that if there is a God (about which I have serious doubts), she or he is unfair. When we hear about strangers who have died in an accident it does not have an impact on us emotionally. Its only when the person’s involved are someone we know or know of does the injustice hit home. After these two events I will never take my life for granted.