The daily evening trains running on the meter gaze along the GT Road are a sight to see. I have often seen ppl traveling sitting on the roof of the trains but the guys going on these trains never cease to astonish me with their dare-devils. So what do u have to say about a group of ppl playing cards on the roof and around 5-6 ppl actually watching them, standing in a circle around them !!
Having read "Train to Pakistan" just days back, I was reminded of that fateful train when I saw a similarly crowded one today. And that set me thinking about death. In our society, under normal circumstances, there is a kind of respect attached with death. U may die of old age, health reasons, may get killed by somebody but a dead person invariably attracts sympathy, praise, sadness and some amount of respect if I may put it that way. In short, a death is acknowledged.
But all this is when our society functions normally. Consider the times of turbulence like riots or may be partition time. At that time ppl were being killed and all that a death meant was a number. If u receive 600 bodies from other side, u must send back 1200, doesn't matter who u kill. If u sea a train going to the other side, u fire at it. If u see ppl walking towards the border, u spike them. I have often heard this word "mindless killing", I have even spent days close to highly riot sensitive areas but the idea never sunk in. But after reading TP, I really cringe at the thought of the conditions at that time. I am not afraid of dying but the thought of this kind of death, with out any particular reason, any particular motive and without acknowledgement gives me cringes. May God save all souls from such an end !!