A young boy, walking – quite rightly – on the footpath was transformed into pulp in a matter of seconds by a car driven by an alcoholic out-of-control rich brat.
It was a normal newspaper report I came across recently. This boy paid the price because someone else was drunk driving.
When I lay on bed that night I thought how many times it has happened to me. I did things the way they should have been done and yet paid the price because some alcoholic out-of-control brat (God?) rammed his car (destiny??) onto me squashing my hopes and will into pulp. I mean what else the boy could have done if not walk on the footpath?
And the question – whose fault was it – continues to remain unanswered in my mind.
By: NovoneeL ChakrabortY