As I was returning from a physiotherapy session yesterday morning in an endeavor to alleviate the effects of the roller coaster rides over the roads of Delhi on my back, I was greeted by two distraught faces. My daughter and her friend were set to depart for their regular marathon dance practice session for the opening ceremony of the commonwealth games. The dear friend had slipped in the muck outside the metro station, hurt her back and had to be rushed for an X-ray. My daughter had to catch the metro and go to Ghaziabad since a friend and colleague from her college had expired due to Dengue.
The boy was twenty years old, a star in a prestigious college in Delhi, his school and hometown. He had gifted his beloved mother a gold chain a few years ago with the money he had accumulated from various scholarships and prizes from extra-curricular events he had won in school and college. He was in a good and expensive hospital in Delhi but complications prevented his recovery.
When my daughter went to school and one read of Dengue, one wasn’t worried since the school also tutored the children and grandchildren of the super powers of the country. The authorities promptly fumigated the school at regular intervals. However University is a melting pot which does not warrant the same attention.
The citizens of the capital are beyond reprimanding the current government for its apathy. The recent elections in Delhi University ousted the congress backed NSUI and voted for the BJP backed ABVP. The students have been unceremoniously thrown out of their hostels to board the CWG officials without alternate arrangements as the owners of neighborhood PG accommodations are making hay while the sun shines. The Professors are on indeterminate strike over the semester system as dengue, malaria and typhoid are rampant. My fifteen year old niece has just recovered from viral meningitis.
The Congress seems to be taking the anger of the citizens rather lightly for CWG may well be exactly what the opposition needs to win the next election.