Down the river...

So the rains are back in the city. Which means slush and potholes and traffic jams and vehicles splashing muddy water all over you. While thinking of these irritations one monsoon morning this July, I remember reading this article in the Deccan Herald. About these Assamese parents who had to keep the body of their 13-year old son killed in the floods, in a boat, and send it down the Brahmaputra because the entire village was inundated and there wasn't one bit of land anywhere to cremate him on.

Sending your son down a raging river to be eaten by vultures and dogs somewhere.
Their faces I have never seen continue to haunt me.

Oct 08, 2003