Death is like an earthquake. Never to exactly predicted. Equally devastating it is. Leaves a lot of wreckage and rubble in its wake. Equally horrible are the after shocks.
In a way, the moment we are born, begins our inevitable journey to death. Death, however, seems to like the game of hide-n-suddenly seek. Look at the tragic plane accident of Ajit Dada Pawar. The news was so appalling that initially it appeared unbelievable.
Undoubtedly, he was a leader with a huge mass appeal. Why, the auto fellow, who drove me to college this morning, got a call regarding the sad demise midway, and this man in his fifties had tears in his eyes, and he kept on wiping his tears almost till we reached the college.
Ajit Dada's communication style undoubtedly had that rustic directness which made his speeches full blast fun for his audience. There was a kind of honest openness about him, right? Remember the "dam" incident? On his own, he chose a fast at Karad as a mode of self flagellation and auto correction. May his soul rest in peace!
Now a few after thoughts about the after shocks of this tragic event. Is it right, as is quoted, on the part of "Maharashtra Times" to start discussing the 'wealth' he amassed within a few hours of his sudden demise? Well, at least, let the final funeral rites get over before such eternal politicking begins.
Yet another after thought which hugely disturbs me is the media circus about the cause of the tragic accident. Self advertised analysts started blaming the poor pilot even before the 'black box' was found.
Does it occur to these self declared Sherlock Holmes that the pilot, too, is dead! Imagine the plight of his family who has to hear at such a tragic moment how his service contract was twice terminated for drunken flying! Nobody knows how far true such rumours are. Why malign a dead man just because he is a nobody?
How about the rest of the crew? Is it right to ask silly questions to a grieving father, thrusting, moreover, the mic literally in to his mouth? Well, death has a finality to it which must make everyone more human(e)!
Pratima@ I taught in the S.P. college for two years. As it was a reserved category post, I could not continue teaching there, though even now I meet my S.P. students who remember our literature lectures after so many years.
Mr. Ashtekar, who was the sports-in-charge there, wanted to honour Ajit Dada for his contribution to the sports culture, especially in the S.P. College. He asked me to write the text of the citation to be presented to Ajit Dada. Apparently, Dada liked it very much!
Quote of the day: "It is indeed sad that the person you 'know' suddenly transforms in to someone you 'knew'! The world moves on, goes on as if nothing happened!" An anonymous quote.
Word of the day: dirge A dirge is a lament for the dead, especially one forming a part of the funeral rites. Literature is full of sensitive dirges that capture the sense of forever loss most feelingly.
Let us learn grammar: . Let us continue the discussion of sentence formation tomorrow onwards.
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