Pain

Every disaster affects real people.. and there is real pain.

Yesterday, I heard a plane had crashed and my first reaction was 'Where ?' But when I heard it was in Pakistan, I  just reacted with an 'Oh !' and didn't bother too much about it. As I browsed the net today, I read about it and the people it had affected. A father lost his two daughters, 18 and 20 !! He slumped at the airport unable to rouse himself.

A brother lost his newly married sister and brother-in-law. No survivors.. no bodies even. No closure for some people.

While it is destiny and some lucky folks missed that flight while others like the sisters actually changed a later flight to get onto this  plane. While some may never be able to forget this flight and others may never recollect it. But as I read about the suffering and the pain, I couldn't just say 'Oh !' and dismiss it anymore.

It was real now,  no matter where it was !! It was painful especially as I imagined that father's plight who had gone to the airport to receive his daughters.. and had to come home empty handed, with a heavy heart and perhaps an empty life ahead of him.


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