For 3 days the rain kept lashing down! No mountain, no river not even the smallest of ponds were spared. It was as if somebody was hellbent on not stopping the rain dance until all was washed away. and then when the rivers, lakes and ponds could take no more, they burst their banks and all that was visible was water! dark and unrelenting. the basis of all life had suddenly become its worst enemy, an enemy that strikes swiftly and without any remorse.
Villages after villages were swallowed as if they never existed. men and women were at the mercy of these torrents like twigs floating in the river. And when the rain finally seized and the picture got clearer what became evident was that not only were towns, forests and populations wiped from the face of earth but also the fake mask of humanity covering evil faces was wiped off. In times of distress and destruction, the human race is divided among two extremes,and to explain these two extremes no fancy words no metaphors are required, its all plain and simple we either become good or we become bad. either we feel the pain and try to lend a helping hand or we try to exploit the pain. Humanity either steps up to the next level or it discovers a new depth to which it can fall!
When the recent rains and floods swept across the country, unfortunately what we saw was that humanity had found yet another bottomless pit to descend into. we have not only lost lives, homes and a part of ourselves to this destruction but more importantly what we have lost is our humanity as a nation. We stand naked in our shamelessness and utter disregard for our fellow country men's plight. I have always believed that each one of us has a dark side but this darkness shook me to my soul, not even the largest black hole that could swallow light itself would be comparable to the darkness that has been put on display by us as a nation!
don't blame the leaders as it is our silence that has allowed them to have their way and run this country as they wish. But their silence and blame game tactics have meant that while they sit safely in their strongholds, people were left with nothing to eat, not even a single cloth to cover their dead. The media reporting day and night from the affected areas and blaming everyone yet not thinking for a moment that if they have access and have unlocked the secret passage to these ruined people why not carry a few sacks of wheat, a few bottles of drinking water to help these people.
The last ray of hope, people caring for other common people which has always saved us in times of distress even with the lack of leadership, dwindled today, the news shook me to my soul,"thirty rupees for one roti". we can surely fall down no more! but there is no limit to human greatness or the shallowness of human character. It is high time we pick ourselves up otherwise this bottomless pit is going to swallow us. We as a nation will look to salvage towns, villages, cattle and our belongings from the floods but what we need to search for in this wreckage is the humanity, hope and soul that we have lost!
