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Would you?

Read an article in the morning that got me thinking…no I wish it was something as trivial as fairness creams, or perhaps the next best thing in cornflakes.

It was all about living and dying. This article hits you hard, right from its headline which screams out 'I kept saying, "Help me, help me." But no one did’

A young woman, very much like you and me…caught in a violent situation not of her own choosing…decided to act a little differently than she would otherwise have done…

And that is what got me thinking…I have faced umpteen accident victims, taken them quite a few times to the hospital and have had emergency care administered to them…received their gratitude as my token…and walked away with a mental pat on my shoulders for having emerged a better person from the whole scenario!

This situation was however totally different! It was wrought with violence, with a knife wound, with a person bleeding to death…

What would you do if you were faced with such a situation???

Would you just turn away and carry on with your life? Would you mentally calculate the amount of setback time this will cost you in terms of helping out the person? Would you see the jacket that you were wearing? Is it branded? Would you be willing to part with it???

Would you actually think all these things, while the person was being killed in front of you, was dying in front of you? WHAT WOULD YOU DO???

Do tell me that you will help…unthinkingly, instinctively, spontaneously…just because the situation demanded it of you…

Would you???

Would I???

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