A touching mail

An E-mail received from a friend after Mumbai Blasts.......

For those left behind...
This is a painful Insight for us to write. We lost a colleague in the blasts in Mumbai last week. We struggled to reconcile to the needlessness of his death, try to make some sense out of it, find answers to the question .Why him?... a question that would have been ringing in the minds of every person who lost someone that day... a question to which we may never find an answer.

We experienced grief and despair at all of this... And yet, we saw the caring, compassionate and helping side of people during this time, both, those who helped and those who suffered. It was the doctors, the policemen and the simple everyday folk, who went out of their way to make it as easy as they could for us. They restored our faith in mankind, which was shaken when reports of the blasts started trickling in.

Our colleague suffered a head injury. He underwent a complicated neurosurgery. Money was available in abundance for his treatment. But all of that came to no use. We still lost him. In our lives, we chase money, power and success because we believe they can solve everything. We discovered, sadly in this case, that all the money, success and power in the world, was just not enough.

Death does not have a calling card. You do not know when it comes a-visiting. Cherish what you have. Honour and love the important people in your life. And remember to let them know that. Do not sweat the small stuff. It really does not matter if they did not pick up the clothes, or left the toothpaste lying without the cap. You do not know when you kiss them goodbye as they go off to work if it is the last time you wished them.

The trauma and tragedy of the week gone by, left us with deep insights. We only wish... that we had received these learnings in some other way.