Story, of our society
Recently, 
Bangalore city reported this as a tragedy. 
One Savitha, a caretaker at a local school, 
whose husband had left her; 
she stayed in a tiny house with her three children, 
ages four, three and 18 months. 
She would feed them and 
then lock them in,
 to go to work. 
Last Tuesday, 
after she'd left, 
the kids seem to have lit a lamp 
and there was an accident. 
By the time neighbours sensed 
something wrong and the door was broken open, 
the three children were 
dead, 
one charred and
 the other two of smoke asphyxiation.
 Imagine 
the state of the mother 
and try to guess 
what she must be going through now.
Or 
how the children felt 
in their last moments of consciousness. 
What are termed 
'acts of god'
 are matters we have no control over 
or 
any satisfactory way of deciding 
why these happen. 
What should concern me is 
whether these are also acts of men. 
Is it a commendable state of affairs
 when a lone mother has no option 
but
 to lock three infants at home 
if she has to earn anything, 
trusting for the best? 
How long was she to go like this?
 Indefinitely, no doubt.
A very usual case; 
you just have to walk down the road, 
wherever you are reading this, 
and you will come across one or several 
more like her before you have crossed 100 metres. 
Not just women:
 you'll find as many men with equally hard stories
 The man who's put his life's savings 
into feeding destitute street kids in AP;
 we have several scores.
 It is worthwhile to aim
 at having an 
efficient society or a caring one;
 the mature ones 
with some vision will aim at both,
 for the two ideally go hand in hand. 
India,
 unfortunately, 
has a long way to go on both
 and 
you do not have to be one of the tens of millions of 
Savithas to realise this;
 our own middle-class experiences will do.
 That said, 
it would be a pity if a story like Savitha's serves
 no more purpose than the filling of three inches
 of white space on a newspapers. 
Should we wait, 
for the government 
or 
some big soul to do something, sometime?
 Or
 involve ourselves in some attempt at change?
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