She only asked for help. She was a victim of the most
despicable act of mankind imaginable in my limited spectrum of perception,
because only evil can imagine what evil can do. The dignity she had earned through
the course of her life, and the dignity which was her basic human right, had been vanquished and stolen from her within a span of
a few of the most disparaging minutes of her life… Many passed by… Many she had begged for help... I suppose none
were any more human than those that subjected her to the atrocities that one
can only imagine. Lying in a pool of her blood, in her birthday suit,
vulnerable and suffering with a pain and an anguish that only her body and soul
knew…. Many she begged again, and many passed by yet again...
It’s a world full of
deluded people…. Awfully deluded people… People know no more than themselves… And even themselves, they don’t know any
better... If only they knew better, they’d know that we were all part of the same
universal soul and what was inflicted upon one, could have been inflicted upon
another…
Not one heart melted at the sight of her suffering… Not one
eye dropped a tear… Not one soul had the courage to just cover her whatsoever... Not one soul felt any shame... All this insensitivity in a land, that is believed to be the
most mystical of all… where people are believed to have found enlightenment… where people tread from far off lands to come in search of the meanings and the
answers to their lives… where Karma is the essence and the essence is Karma…
Such was the Karma…
An innocent soul was victimized, and then victimized further
by the insensitivity of the others… And
I still Hope against Hope that it’s not a world full of deluded people… I still
hope against hope that there are in fact more enlightened beings, who were (to
that girl’s dismay) not present at the time, in that place, or else things
would have been different. Half her misery might have been reduced if the right
help would have come at the right time… If she didn’t have to beg in vain, only
to add to her pain… If someone would
have lifted her at first and not allowed her to suffer some more…
And now the same people, who probably passed her by on that
fateful day, are climbing the bandwagon and shouting slogans and expressing
disgust and begging for justice. I only hope that they are not the same ones…
that they are in fact the enlightened ones, who were not present at the time on
that fateful day or else they would have acted differently… I still hope against hope, in a place, where
there is nothing left to hope…..
Dis is some Gr8 piece of writing :) good job!
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