Today I had a very sad experience. Early morning a phone-call woke me up to say that a friend of of my husband had a heart attack last night and collapsed on the way to the hospital. It was a very bad news for us.We went for the funeral and it was a real-life experience of the poem "Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead".The dead man's wife never swooned nor uttered cry. The people around thought that she would die if she didn't weep.It was really a pity. Finally when the body of her husband was about to be buried -she burst into tears-she held her only daughter and wept bitterly-she lost all her control and fell on his body-It was a terrible scene-I just can't forget it.....
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I went for the funeral in a line -bus{commonly known as red -killers in the town}.I travelled on the busy Vypin -Munambam route. This is a comparatively narrow road with about eight narrow bridges.The posh houses on either side of the road gives us an impression that the people here are well-off.However ,the coastal belt is not , all that well -off.There are narrow lanes leading to the east and west end of the island which is densely populated. But I don't know why they crowd on either side of the road and create problems for the vehicles passing by.All vehicles including cars,lorries.tempos carrying loads of fish,tourists buses and long -distance buses -are just speeding away.They are just least bothered about the lives of the people standing on either side of the road.These vehicles have already taken many of the innocent lives.I think it is high time that the islanders develop some kind of road sense and try to avoid standing on the roads and gossiping.The drivers too must have the sense that they are travelling along a narrow busy road and try to avoid over-speed. Both these precautionary measures can save a number of innocent lives!
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