There are 32 dead in a University campus. Through every normal step that I take to my classes and back, I can't even comprehend an iota of what those families and students must be going through. Everytime I look around the University of Arizona campus at the sprawling acres of students, going about their day to day activities, I cannot but imagine how it would have been just one such day, that many students found themselves facing gun-fire. How some were fleeing to save themselves, some instinctively stopping to save others, some taking their last breaths. Incomprehensible as well, is what the families and friends are going through and the scars that they are dealing with. The insanity and senselessness of it all is frustrating if not depressing.
And while the political debates rage on about gun-laws, the broadcast of stories that parents are telling, the newspaper death-reports of an Israeli professor who risked his life to save his students, a Lebanese student who wanted to make the world a better place by studying international relations and dozens of such others..... are what cannot be read through without breaking down.
In my small way, my condolences to all these families who are trying to grope as a part of their lives..........what I am trying to explain as newspaper reports.
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Yes, it’s extremely sad indeed and I feel no amount of gun control will solve the problem. btw I didn't understand "what I am trying to explain as newspaper reports..." part
How much pain and sadness could drive a person to commit such a heinous crime, I sometimes wonder. What of the people who have lost their loved ones and their pain and sorrow?
I often try to imagine how the lives of the victims and the perpetrator would have been were they alive. On a given day, they may have passed each other on the street, even smiled at each other or may have sat across the same table in a library; perfect strangers. Yet, during those last flickering moments of their lives their names got intertwined for posterity; they became acquaintances, not by a handshake or a smile, but by a bullet.
Iam, like all of us, deeply saddened. The action of one indivudual, who was probably not even in his right senses has affected several lives and families for the years to come. It is very upstting.
Yet, as we turn the newspaper each day, we see hundreds of people dying on the streets in Iraq.. it makes me wonder, has the country forgotten those in the lands outside? when we mourn our fellow studens, should we also not be thinking of stopping the unreasonable invasion in Iraq already?
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