Friday, March 16, 2012

The drama is over...or is it?

The drama is over...the curtains are drawn. Tabloids will have another week at the max sentationalising it, while conservatives "briefly" pay their condolences, loathing to say anymore on the grim subject.

That's how we are...At extremes. Either seeking food for our sensations, or being refinedly aloof. When are we going to actually see things for what they are?
As an emotional fool myself, I know what the price is. An entire nation cannot afford to be so. The media cannot fodder or cater only to just the sensations of its people.The cost is dangerous. Baby Falak - one of the thousands of children being abused and trafficked, or both, everyday in this beautiful country. Weeks after Falak got front coverage, there was a news about a "Baby Sanyam". thanks to the links..."Those who read this, also read.." Another baby, another unimaginable horror.

But baby sanyam quickly lost the limelight. Probably because he had his mother to care for. I have been googling for him ever since, dying to know what happened to him, how has he recovered, but no update whatsoever after the part that his biological father was fighting for his custody. For godsake, what happened to the child??

When I first saw the picture of Baby Falak lying in a hospital bed with her face masked, and her tummy covered with a lot of tapes and IV lines, I was naturally reminded of my younger one aged one. Because though two years old, Falak appeared to me only as big as my daughter.

I could not but feel that this could have been my own daughter. Well, I felt she is as good as mine. I could not imagine the horrors the little one, whom should have been showered with love and care, had undergone. Like thousands of Indian mothers who saw and cried over her plight, I too could not sleep that night.

From then on, I have been following her updates on the various news sites/ channels. For the past four or five days, the only bit of news about her was that she is stable, and was fit to be discharged in a week. I was anxiously waiting for the news about who will take her custody. It's believed that several people from India and abroad had volunteered to adopt her. Her mother, a victim of human traffickking herself, has been identified and is under the custody of a home run by an NGO.

I was patiently waiting for news that the "miracle baby" as the Doctors had declared her for surviving so many cardiac arrests and injuries and trauma, had all the possibilities to lead a normal life, and that her brain was not likely to be damaged. That was the one line I was dying to read on the next update. Sadly, this is not a fairy tale that I was reading.

"Baby Falak leaves for a better world"
"Videos, expert blogs, more breaking news on Baby Falak"
This is what Igot for googling her name today.
Seriously, I am unable to understand the psycology behind any of this.

We are all to blame to let this happen right before our own eyes. Forgive me too darling.
Helplessness hurts...and haunts.

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