Everyday we read news and hear stories about people that die on the streets of india.
Most of them are under the influence of alcohol when the accident happened.
we feel sorry.
And we think we are above this.
We know when to stop. We are in control. We know the roads. We know ourselves.
This won’t happen to us.
Until one day, when it does!
This morning someone died on the streets of Bangalore.
He was 27
He was intoxicated. Driving without a helmet.
He was from nearbuy
His parents, from Jharkhand, were told last night that their son wouldn’t survive. Right now they are on their way to Bangalore. They have no fucking idea that their son has died.
Their son is gone.
In a moment, their entire life has changed. For the worse. It will be the same again. They will live a life of regret, of pain, of unbelievable sorrow and extreme helplessness.
They didn’t sign up for this shit. No one signs up for this shit.
The next time you say
Just one more drink
Just one more drag
Just one more km to drive in this state
Just one more mistake
Remember that you will end up saying the full price of that incremental mistake. The full price.
And you will leave behind a world that has no choice but to live on your behalf.