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What is with the world these days?

First little Piyush and now little Ahan.
A 6 yr young little boy.
Who fell down from a gap between the railings and the elevator, from the 4th floor, of a mall in Bangalore. Last evening.
He fell hitting his head, and was declared brain dead on arrival at the hospital.

The family were at the mall for a happy Sunday outing. The mother was near the little boy, near the escalator. When suddenly he slipped and fell.
From a laughing, mischievous little boy, hovering about the escalator, to a cold, lifeless body laid on a hospital bed- all in the space of just 2 hours.

How can that mother bear it? If only she had been able to grasp hold of her son's leg, arm, anything... as he went over..If only she had held on to her son's hand... What must be the thoughts going madly through her mind? And through the father's?

It is so scaring and shocking. Garuda Mall is a mall we go to pretty frequently, and Sonny boy like any other kid, is mad about the escalators. It could so easily have been him instead of that little boy... God!

I still haven't been able to comprehend how the accident happened- for I can't remember any such gap between the railings and the escalator. All the railings had glass covers. So how did that little boy fall? The next time I go there, I will look at all the railings near the escalator. Morbid tho' it seems, I do have to know how he fell. So that I can take precautions with Sonny boy.

God be with those poor parents, and help them come to terms with their loss. I wonder if they have any other children. Ahan is, no was, a student of Vidya Shilp School. Those teachers will miss that bright enthusiastic face in class. God keep his little soul.

I can't help comparing the two deaths- of Piyush and Ahan.
I wonder which was the better/worse death? To go out like a light- happy one moment, lifeless the next, or to painfully fight months, weeks, days, hours, for a life that is slipping away every second? I would say that the former was a better way to go for the child, but for the parents, and others left behind, either way leaves only painful memories ... especially when all the memories you have are cute, lovable, endearing ones. Of a child just starting out on the threshold of life... Very very sad.

God give strength to little Piyush's parents.

Read today in MM's and Sunitha's posts that little Piyush had expired.
When I read that and commented on both those posts, it was as a parent who felt for the loss of another parent.

But this afternoon, I went to aidmyson.com and read through the experiences of 5 unbelievably long, unbelievably short months. And I felt very sad. And then I just clicked on the fotos. To see this little boy who had fought so bravely. And my heart really broke for those parents- Maltesh and Swati. Who will only have memories to hold on to now.

It is hard enough for me to have only memories of my Dad. But at least he in his own words, had lived his life well. But Piyush... to have a life cut short at its sweetest..
If I, who only came to know of this sweet child after his death, feel so much for his loss, what must be the plight of the parents?

Dear God, Why do these things have to happen? No parent should suffer like this. To have your little son diagnosed with a rare disease. To get so many people to pray and contribute. To be ABLE to do the best for your son. And then to have that best not be good enough....

Dear Maltesh and Swati, God be with you. And help you, and grant you peace of heart, in all the long days ahead. God bless all those good people that helped generously with all they could.

And dear dear Piyush, God obviously treasures your soul, may you be one of His brightest cherubs.