Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

Remembering

Till I got to Bristol, I had no idea how deep the wound of the two world wars were in the western world. In the last 2 something months, I’ve come to appreciate that and know how much the people here have been shaped by the war.
Every town, every village remembers its soldiers. And a war memorial/cenotaph wherever space can be made.

An event on a comparable scale happened in India. Though, it has gone largely unnoticed and hurriedly, perhaps guiltily, forgotten. The Bhopal Gas Tragedy.

I was 2 years old and in Madras when that happened, so I cannot really claim to be affected by it in any way. But I do know of what happened and to whom, from reading reports and stories in the last few years. This year is the 25th anniversary of that event, and a few people are doing all they can to see that, if not justice, at-least recognition and remembrance is given to the victims of the accident.
With them I shall say “I’m a Bhopali“.