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Callous Mind!!

The impervious mind continues to move on at work in Mumbai even in the wake of 5 serial bomb blasts in Bangalore where a lot of relatives and friends are based. The phone lines are jammed and they cannot be reached, the concern existed but only for few fleeting minutes and when other incidents grappled for mind's attention, it went to rest in some remote corner may be to wake up at some later point of time or may be never...!!

A casual chat with a close colleague and friend in the office corridors brought home the realization that we have hardened over time, with the frequent riots and bomb blasts resulting in mindless agony and jolts that set us back when they happen but after awhile no more!! With the frequency with which they seem to be occurring, now the only reaction is "OK, one more!!" and that's just about it, not to forget to mention the instant vaporization of the topic from our minds.

Where we really so callous? - NO.
Where we born like this? - NO.
Do we fear death? - NO.
Do tragedies affect us? - NO.
Why have our feelings become so insusceptible for the pains of the suffering mankind? - Silence.


The mind if it were to dwelve in itself, would get sucked into a blackhole never to re-surface again, thereby the moving on spirit that's got adopted by one and all. Can't really blame anybody? And, there is little we can do to avoid it.

As its rightly said in afghani -
Zendagi Migzara a.k.a Life goes ON...

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