Are the nurses crazy? Or simply selfish? How could they celebrate the verdict with sweets, how can they even say that she is an emblem for them and so must live? How can anyone condemn a person to a vegetative state, however much they take care of her and bathe and feed her? Why do humans grant a peaceful and painless death to dogs and cats and other animals and condemn fellow human beings to a lingering and painful existence?
My great-grandmother is more than a hundred years old. Her daughter, my grandmother, passed away before I was born, but she has not passed on yet. Apparently, every day she prays that God will take away her mortal life soon. I visit her occasionally and she's the sweetest little old lady, with a beautiful, child-like smile. My great-grandmother has trust in God, and she must not leave this world until she is ready, but it is extremely saddening to think that she wishes for death and yet it does not come. How can the world be so beautiful and loving and yet so incredibly cruel at the same time?
When I read of the Mumbai attacks last month ago, I thought, "Oh, another attack in Mumbai" quite matter-of-factly. I suddenly thought about it today - it seems usual because it is usual. Every few months there are bombs, casualties, police 'nearly' catching the perpetrator but never actually doing it, media noise, and finally silence. The media seems to have forgotten this one much quicker than it usually does. I guess bomb attacks aren't the big news they were earlier.
I feel ashamed that I'm not more involved with all of this stuff. Writing is one way, my main way, of expressing myself and my views. Anna Hazare's fight against corruption is all great, but will there be such a fight for justice and peace and right living? Shaw said that more things change, the more they remain the same. I hope against hope that he is wrong.
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