Flyover road Sheetal would travel less on!

Sheetal’s tiny steps that were dancing to rhythms minutes ago froze in a moment. Even before she realised what made her still restricting her to get up, she was desperately trying to reach her father lying a few steps away bleeding profusely. Crying inconsolably she was trying to move her legs which were under a […]

Sheetal’s tiny steps that were dancing to rhythms minutes ago froze in a moment. Even before she realised what made her still restricting her to get up, she was desperately trying to reach her father lying a few steps away bleeding profusely. Crying inconsolably she was trying to move her legs which were under a pile of debris to hold her father tight as she was, while pillion riding seconds earlier. But as soon as she was rescued by passersby, the eight-year-old kid crawled to her father who was lying motionless! Without realising that she would never get to ride with him again!

Too small to understand the meaning of death, Sheetal held her father close asking him to talk, open eyes and even shook him to get a nod. Before her efforts yielded any response both were carried to the hospital where on way she lost her consciousness and her father declared brought dead.