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With the dust settling down on the poor kid’s grave, all opportunistic knives are now out of their shameless sheaths. Why the hell a minister whose entire department is on strike, is camped at a site which is outside of his jurisdiction? Why the NDRF wasn’t brought in earlier? So many whining why’s and not a single person is willing to chide the parents for their apathy or the person who dug the damn borewell in first place of callousness in covering it up. Some are even suggesting to have better drillers and diggers for future rescue ops and are already suggesting technology upgrades. While some cynics have started comparing India’s space program and its futility while people on ground are suffering without proper rescue machines!! Adaigala..adangavay maateengala. Edhula than politics panrathu nu ilia. Unga aadhayam thedra ennathula theeye vaikka. A banner death resulted in ban on banners, albeit temporarily. Hope this poor kid, wakes up the slumbering government machinery in identifying such death traps, awaiting more such lives. The price we’ve to pay for all this is damning. There is no vimochanam at all for the media folks, who are playing sad song BGM’s and for those idiots who are out with poems and requiem for the kid even while the rescue ops was on. And last but not the least, the movie guys who trouped there and enacted their prayer shows!!! Pramaadham makkalay. Ungala mathiri aalunga irukara varaikkum marunthuku kuda mazha peiyaathu intha oorla.

Comments

Ramesh said…
Share your sentiments totally
SaRa said…
Such a shame.

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