I had been to my friend’s house last week for his birthday party (its in Mumbai). I was searching for a pen in his cupboard, I couldn't find a pen but I found this amazing letter. It looked like some one had made paper plane from a torn page of a note book, and smoothened it out again. My friend just came in and told me that he had found it on the terrace. It was probably written by some 11 year old kid. I felt a bit touchy about it and thought that this should be published so I have posted this on the blog.
Dear god,
I am Pramodh, I don’t have the address of all the victims of Mumbai blast so I am writing it to you so that you can send this to everyone.
On July 11, Jagath took a 1st class ticket to return home. He had promised me that he will buy a new bat for me. He did not come home that evening, but tomorrow a volunteer came home and told us that my father was one of the victims of the blast. He took us to the hospital. My dad was kept in I.C.U. chamber. They did not let us in, but the doctor told us that he had a head injury and his left arm was missing. A piece of metal had pierced into his stomach and they had not yet removed it. They said that that the chance of living is very low. The volunteer stayed with us the whole day and comforted us. The doctor said that my dad will be shifted to another hospital for better care. The hospital bill was Rs 25,000 the volunteer paid Rs 15,000 from his own pocket and rest was paid by hospital itself. Even after two weeks my dad’s condition had not yet stabilized. The volunteer came once every two days to make sure that everything was right.
I would not have written this letter if my dad was still alive, he died day before yesterday in hospital. He never hated any terrorist. He used to say that they were humans too, we should talk to them and not use arms against them. But they have taken my dad away. They murdered many people that day. I hope that their death will be painful. I am going to make sure that their death will be painful. I am joining the army to fulfill my hope.
I would like to thank all the volunteers for their help and generosity. Just after the blast many volunteers came to rescue the people who were hurt. All the blood banks were shut down not because of shortage of blood, but because of too many volunteers were there to donate blood. They have showed that a mere terrorist organization cannot stop Mumbai or India on its way to glory. A terrorist may blow up himself, killing 10 people but there are still 1 billion living. A day after the blast all the trains were resumed, this clearly shows that we are not afraid of any terrorist. Jai hindh.
Yours,
Pramodh.
Dear god,
I am Pramodh, I don’t have the address of all the victims of Mumbai blast so I am writing it to you so that you can send this to everyone.
On July 11, Jagath took a 1st class ticket to return home. He had promised me that he will buy a new bat for me. He did not come home that evening, but tomorrow a volunteer came home and told us that my father was one of the victims of the blast. He took us to the hospital. My dad was kept in I.C.U. chamber. They did not let us in, but the doctor told us that he had a head injury and his left arm was missing. A piece of metal had pierced into his stomach and they had not yet removed it. They said that that the chance of living is very low. The volunteer stayed with us the whole day and comforted us. The doctor said that my dad will be shifted to another hospital for better care. The hospital bill was Rs 25,000 the volunteer paid Rs 15,000 from his own pocket and rest was paid by hospital itself. Even after two weeks my dad’s condition had not yet stabilized. The volunteer came once every two days to make sure that everything was right.
I would not have written this letter if my dad was still alive, he died day before yesterday in hospital. He never hated any terrorist. He used to say that they were humans too, we should talk to them and not use arms against them. But they have taken my dad away. They murdered many people that day. I hope that their death will be painful. I am going to make sure that their death will be painful. I am joining the army to fulfill my hope.
I would like to thank all the volunteers for their help and generosity. Just after the blast many volunteers came to rescue the people who were hurt. All the blood banks were shut down not because of shortage of blood, but because of too many volunteers were there to donate blood. They have showed that a mere terrorist organization cannot stop Mumbai or India on its way to glory. A terrorist may blow up himself, killing 10 people but there are still 1 billion living. A day after the blast all the trains were resumed, this clearly shows that we are not afraid of any terrorist. Jai hindh.
Yours,
Pramodh.
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