Bombay: The City of Dreams in a Sea of Apathy
Recently, a former classmate met with a road accident. When some of us went to visit him in the hospital, his sister lamented that no one had come forward to help her grievously-injured brother...This didn't surprise us at all. After all, we've all heard this before. People die/fall/get raped and few come to help...So, how come our people come out in droves to help out if there is a flood, or if there are blasts, but completely ignore the isolated individual deep in trouble? How come there are tales of extreme heroism from these same people in the time of wide-spread chaos, but when it comes to ONE individual needing help, he/she is generally ignored?
Get this, I've always felt a deep pride in our city, a city that lets people achieve all their dreams. You want to become rich? Want to become famous? Want to start a new life? Don't want people meddling in your life? Want to forget things and start afresh? Bombay is the sure-shot, guaranteed solution for the above-mentioned issues.
Our city is known the world over for its professionalism. But I think this one quality that helps us do our business so impressively is also the trait that causes us to hurry about to our work when someone clearly needs our help. I mean, how can you think of helping a person on the street when it could mean getting late for office where tons of work and a cranky boss are waiting for you. Naah, we all have too many better things to do instead of trying to save the poor sod on the street who, who knows, may even be a mafia guy, God forbid! Sometimes, I feel bad that the very pace that is contributing to the growth of the country is also responsible for us turning into apathetic insensitive unthinking souls.