Proud to be Indians, are we? Well, I don't think if any of us deserves to be humans in the first place! Not if you see how our very creed behaved with a dying man! I'm talking about the policeman who was left bleeding to death on the road after being attacked and his legs chopped off by assailants. And left alone, gradually being stripped off his right to live by whom- our very representives of power- two ministers and the Common Man, not alone but in bunches this time. We don't know how to respect human life and this comes as a flagrant reminder of how sinister our indifference has now become. I have always been a stout advocate of my country and my people, but today, seeing those graphic and gory images of the man begging for life, I am disillusioned and feel mocked at. Mocked at for believing in these very people. Insensitive and cruel, thats what we are becoming. Two people, the apparant epitomes of power and responsibility sit back and watch, as mute spectators! Are these our representatives? Are we expecting them to stand by us- in life and death? Who are they claiming to represent when they can't do anything but twiddle their thumbs at the sight of a man, an officer of their own machinery at that, writhing in pain, death hovering menacingly over him? How can a man's consience not torment him for being a dumb witness to site as heart wrenching as this?? Or we talking about an emotion that never existed?

And there were many others too who just did what they're best at- who watched, and watched- as always. The Common Man has always 'imagined' himself to be chained and restricted by God knows how many 'imaginary' bondages, a perfect excuse for not waking up and acting. But this?? This was not an instance where you could go back to your reverie and imagine that it never happened- most certainly not when you see a man being mercilessly whipped- by Death itself. If someone breaks the queue we're in, we fight- fist and mouth with him with the 'how dare you's' and with every possible invective, seething with anger on the apparent violation of our 'right'. And how do we react to a man, amputated, in a pool of blood, imploring us to help, to save his right to Live, to go back to a family and children that await him? We do react. We react with apathy, alienating ourlseves not only from that terrifying cry of help, but from our foremost responsibility- that of acting like a human. But we are proud to be the most superior specie on earth, are'nt we? God, I'm sure, thinks otherwise. He probably weeps at the folly of his own creation. Perhaps the Devil also scoffs at us.