One more year of Bhopal Gas Tragedy - 25th year this time

One more year of Gas tragedy has elapsed. and this time we will be having its 25th Year.

It pains to even remember those moments. As I mentioned in my earlier posts here. It has been horrible. Just imagine that the people still have not got what was due to them.

As I mentioned in my earlier posts about my writeup. I wanted to put a decently typed version for all of my readers. Unfortunately, most typists of Bhopal only have English Keyboards. Eventually I did fish a guy in Old City who did type it for me and took print outs. (God bless him) . But before he could give me the soft copy his computer went down with Virus. Even second day he was unable to recover his data and that soft copy. Hence Just posting the pics of those printouts for those interested in reading my personal experience of those days in Hindi. (Its english translation will take some time to come) .

Although my medium is colors and not text still I am hopeful you are able to appreciate the hindi version . Attached here (6MB - 3 pics )

Bhopal Gas Tragedy - an old writeup

Those who know India might be aware that Diwali/Dussehra is the time of the year when we do a thorough cleanup of entire home.. Its a messy affair so lets get straight to point.

I found an old writeup while doing the yearly cleanup. This should be around the some time after the Bhopal gas disaster. I still remember the melancholy hidden in every stroke. Reading it, felt bittersweet.

The write up (in my mother tongue - Hindi is definately better) contains the similar thoughts i had crudely translated in my older post (dec2 2008). Do follow the link if you want to see the paintings that ensued.

Bhopal Gas Tragedy

Since past few days, Mumbai tragedy had been a nightmare.God bless those who were victims of it. However 2nd of December reminds me of one tragedy that I was victim myself.

I remember distinctly,I was just back home after my bypass surgery. The nightmare i was seeing would just not end.
People on the street all short of breath, having eyes full of watery discharge, Screaming,trampling over each other.

I had woke up to a pungent smell something similar to the smell of red dry chillies on hot oil. My eyes were continously having a discharge and No matter how deep i breath it always felt short. When I looked around, everyone was in a similar state. Very soon heard someone screeming "Jahrili Gas, Maroge Sab" (poisonous gas all will die).

Fortunately we were among those who survived. OVer the coming weeks the death toll mounted up. Even after months .. everything living continued to die. Just like that.Even today I can feel the anguish and the tragedy that struck us.

Shortly after the Bhopal Gas Tragedy There were a few works that I did to take that pain and anguish out of me.

(We were fortunate to have a Hill nearby which we climbed. With higher altitude the gas thinned out. But not many of my city dwellers were this lucky. )