
Yesterday morning, while coming to office, I saw a woman being taken on a stretcher by railway men. This is not something new in Mumbai (if you are used to traveling by local trains here, you would know what I mean). The sight of the blood-splattered body was really disturbing. Haven’t been able to get her off my mind…
She was in a hurry!
What was the hurry, I wonder?
Maybe she was in a hurry to reach office on time,
Scared that she would get shouted at again
Maybe she was in a hurry to drop her daughter/son to school
Scared he/she would be punished for coming in late
Maybe she was in a hurry to reach the hospital
Scared she might not make it in time to say adieu
Maybe she was in a hurry to buy a present (her hubby’s birthday), on her way to office
Scared she might not get the time later in the day
Maybe she was in a hurry to be on time for the interview
Scared that the first impression might ruin her future
Maybe she was in a hurry to reach home
Scared no one would have given her ailing in-law her medicine
And in all this hurry, engulfed by all these thoughts
Maybe she didn’t see the train coming towards her
And finally when she did, it was too late…