Hey pals,
Incident 1
Date : 11th July, 2010
Place : In front of the Pazhamudhir Nilayam close to PSG Tech, Coimbatore
Incident :
A twenty one year old B.Physiotherapy student on a two wheeler was hit by a four-wheeler. He sustained severe injury after his head hit the divider on the road. He bled profusely, a very common indication that something is not well. This particular area in Coimbatore always has atleast one hundred students near it always. Considering PSG Tech has been rated the 17th best technology institution in this country, the students are all obviously well- read and atleast below average students. Even otherwise all those students in the vicinty are future engineers so they should be having a little responsibility atleast.
But what did they do in this situation? Nothing! I'd ve been happy had they left it at that. But they stood around taking photos of the scene ( I don't know what they were trying to prove and to whom!). Not one of them thought of calling an ambulance. They stood and watched a person's life slowly slipping away. The victim's valet and mobile were swindled even as he lay in a pool of his own blood, unconscious!
Am not saying that the students robbed him, but they were silent witnesses to it.
Result: THe Victim lay like that till his own friends who happened that way spotted him and carried him to PSG hospitals and although the Doctors tried their best, the victim was evidently brought in late and he succumbed two days later. His parents are childless and the guy's lover is in grief. Who is responsible??? All those students who stood and watched. Yes! They murdered him - brutally !
Incident 2
Date : 16th July, 2010
Place : The Tiruchy Road, near Palladam, in the middle of nowhere.
Incident
The car I was travelling in met with an accident. The details of which are given in my previous post. Although we were not hurt at all, almost every passing vehicle for the next ten minutes stopped and checked if we were alright and if we needed any help. And to think that this happened in the middle of no-where. And most of the people passing by were mainly illiterate or those with very minimal educational qualification.
Comparison :
The first incident happened in the heart of a city, so its impossible to be missed! It also happened in front of so many future engineers. I don't believe that not one of them thought of calling an ambulance - well, thats the least you could've done for him! And my mind still refuses to believe that they all stood idly taking pictures of the horrific scene and stole his belongings. What more important work did they have than try helping out in the emergency - buying fruits? drinking juices? chatting up friends? throwing dirty glances at the opposite sex? Had atleast one of them acted promptly - the guy probably would be alive now.
The second incident happened in the middle of no- where between two small towns and in front of people without much educational qualification who were hurrying between two places with their own businesses or towards their home but still they found the time to come and check.
Is education reducing the responsiblity we human beings have towards one another? Are we becoming like the westernised societies where people don't think it is their business to help out when someone else is having a problem even without being asked? Isn't this incident troubling?
Young India - Please stop blaming your politicians, authority and every one else. The world will be a much better place if we are atleast one percent responsible to each other.
Please think of this and let me know what you people think.
Bye Bye.
P.S : I heard someone say, " In case of an emergency, call Pizza Hut they reach faster than an ambulance." But how many of you cool people know the number of an ambulance??? And I know for a fact that the ambulances reach faster than Pizza boys, so don't hesitate to call in emergencies.
P.S.S : The number to call an ambulance in case of any medical emergencies is "108" - its a toll free number so you needn't worry about your mobile balnce.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Showers of Glass, Protection and Love . . .
Hey Guys,
It was a cool and pleasant evening in Coimbatore and I got ready to go home after nearly three weeks. Feeling all romantic in the very beautiful climate I texted my friends and left in my car homeward bound with our driver behind the wheel. Little was I prepared for what was going to happen en route.
With the car swooshing at a happy 100 kmph speed and the tape playing one of my very favourite old tamil song, I was going over the brilliant visuals of that song in my mind and also texting three very close friends from college. I sensed nothing inappropriate as our driver was a brilliant one and he always drove safe and clean, and we weren’t even over-taking. The world seemed just perfect and I bent down to read the newest message I had received on my cell phone when the car suddenly scrambled further left. I looked up only to have a shower of glass falling all around me.
I was totally confused and I got out of the car and looked at the road behind me – at the bus that had just scraped us and gone. In that confusion I got in and sat back in the car and after a minute regaining a little composure I asked my driver if he was ok. He was fine! Still the magnitude of the damage had not sunk into me. The driver pulled over to the side.We got out.
There was a crowd of people and other vehicles around us, checking if we were alright and asking if we needed help. I truly thank god for all that support. The bus had stopped and all its passengers found another bus. We were two kms from the nearest town Palladam.
Only when I walked over to the driver’s side of the vehicle to assess the damage after informing my dad did I begin to shiver. The Damage was too huge. Both the doors on the right side of the vehicle were damaged and the side glasses were shattered. A portion of the front glass was gone and what remained showed interesting spider web patterns. I couldn’t help thinking of how much my Mom loved this vehicle that has been with us for around 7 years now and still in wonderful condition.
I moved around the vehicle and clicked pictures on my inferior mobile phone on the spot. My driver frantically called the police, the insurance surveyor and other people to find out how to proceed. My uncle immediately started from Kangayam so as to come and pick me up. Slowly the crowd diminished. I finished taking enough pictures from all angles.
What had happened was the bus driver coming opposite to us did not notice our car and moved into our lane to over take the car in front of him. When both him and driver noticed the blunder, they both stamped the brakes and tried to move away but at the speeds we were travelling in the collision was inevitable. I truly felt that it was a close call on my life only a good half an hour later.
This incident brought me closer to my own being. I couldn’t help but think for a few moments, “What if I had died in this incident, wouldn’t it have been a gentle riddance for so many in the world and to myself too?” When all such insane thoughts were crossing my mind my uncle arrived and we proceeded from there to the Police Station and after filing a complaint I came home in my uncle’s car. My two aunts were waiting there along with Grand mom and my parents.
After all this tamasha, the only thing that pained my mind was that I had no place to run back to after terrible things where I’d feel safe, no one into whose arms I could just run into knowing I was safe there. No place where I know good food, a comfortable bed, total freedom and people who know me would be waiting to offer solace to me !!!
Well on that note I wind up here! Take care phantoms!
P.S : The number of road traffic accidents in the past week is too many to my own introvert knowledge itself – so all you people driving around please be very careful ! ! !
P.S.S : Don't think I am an insane blogger for sharing even such things online but I did so because all of you reading my blog are extremely close to me and I felt you deserved to know .
It was a cool and pleasant evening in Coimbatore and I got ready to go home after nearly three weeks. Feeling all romantic in the very beautiful climate I texted my friends and left in my car homeward bound with our driver behind the wheel. Little was I prepared for what was going to happen en route.
With the car swooshing at a happy 100 kmph speed and the tape playing one of my very favourite old tamil song, I was going over the brilliant visuals of that song in my mind and also texting three very close friends from college. I sensed nothing inappropriate as our driver was a brilliant one and he always drove safe and clean, and we weren’t even over-taking. The world seemed just perfect and I bent down to read the newest message I had received on my cell phone when the car suddenly scrambled further left. I looked up only to have a shower of glass falling all around me.
I was totally confused and I got out of the car and looked at the road behind me – at the bus that had just scraped us and gone. In that confusion I got in and sat back in the car and after a minute regaining a little composure I asked my driver if he was ok. He was fine! Still the magnitude of the damage had not sunk into me. The driver pulled over to the side.We got out.
There was a crowd of people and other vehicles around us, checking if we were alright and asking if we needed help. I truly thank god for all that support. The bus had stopped and all its passengers found another bus. We were two kms from the nearest town Palladam.
Only when I walked over to the driver’s side of the vehicle to assess the damage after informing my dad did I begin to shiver. The Damage was too huge. Both the doors on the right side of the vehicle were damaged and the side glasses were shattered. A portion of the front glass was gone and what remained showed interesting spider web patterns. I couldn’t help thinking of how much my Mom loved this vehicle that has been with us for around 7 years now and still in wonderful condition.
I moved around the vehicle and clicked pictures on my inferior mobile phone on the spot. My driver frantically called the police, the insurance surveyor and other people to find out how to proceed. My uncle immediately started from Kangayam so as to come and pick me up. Slowly the crowd diminished. I finished taking enough pictures from all angles.
What had happened was the bus driver coming opposite to us did not notice our car and moved into our lane to over take the car in front of him. When both him and driver noticed the blunder, they both stamped the brakes and tried to move away but at the speeds we were travelling in the collision was inevitable. I truly felt that it was a close call on my life only a good half an hour later.
This incident brought me closer to my own being. I couldn’t help but think for a few moments, “What if I had died in this incident, wouldn’t it have been a gentle riddance for so many in the world and to myself too?” When all such insane thoughts were crossing my mind my uncle arrived and we proceeded from there to the Police Station and after filing a complaint I came home in my uncle’s car. My two aunts were waiting there along with Grand mom and my parents.
After all this tamasha, the only thing that pained my mind was that I had no place to run back to after terrible things where I’d feel safe, no one into whose arms I could just run into knowing I was safe there. No place where I know good food, a comfortable bed, total freedom and people who know me would be waiting to offer solace to me !!!
Well on that note I wind up here! Take care phantoms!
P.S : The number of road traffic accidents in the past week is too many to my own introvert knowledge itself – so all you people driving around please be very careful ! ! !
P.S.S : Don't think I am an insane blogger for sharing even such things online but I did so because all of you reading my blog are extremely close to me and I felt you deserved to know .
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