Not so long ago we've heard a two-year old got hit-and-run in China. Twice. Run over by two different cars. Completely been ignored by eighteen bypassers. She died in the hospital a week later. A blurry disturbing CCTV recordings were available online. I couldn't get my mind straight while watching how the drivers and the bypassers treated this little girl as a kinda invisible rock.
Last Sunday we've heard a two-and-a-half-year old was hit by a car in Jakarta. A car driven by a drug-drunk driver. Killed the boy, along with the other 8 people. Hurting 4 more people. Amateur videos showing the aftermath were available online too. One particular video was not only graphic with all the bodies and blood scattered on the street. It was also heart-breaking, showing a desperate attempt of a father trying to save his little son. It was hard to know if the boy was still alive by then, but we could see him irresponsive, expressionless with his eyes and mouth half-open .. till we saw a hand of a stranger touching this little kid forehead and sounding a prayer for him .. then we knew this kid was dying. Been haunting me for days now.
Sometimes it doesn't make any sense. How could people record this .. why couldn't they put their recorders down and give their hands out to help instead? Why they had to share it for the world to see? And why are we digging and watching this? Why we keep on watching, unable to turn our eyes away from whatever it's showing there no matter how difficult it is to take?
Sometimes we thank the people who provide us with these kind of videos so we can get clearer pictures of what happened. To show us a little bit of humanity in the midst of terrible maths. We saw a samaritan stopped and helped the little girl in China, how a rubbish collector could care more than the apathists.
We witnessed the relentless love of a father. How he held his son while checking on the rest of his family who got hit as well, how he never gave up trying to feed him with a bottle of milk, how he checked his heartbeats, how he kissed him ..
.. Everytime I see that picture, I'm longing to kiss my son ..
We thank those who posted the videos online. Reminding us that life is so short. Reminding us to appreciate people. Reminding us to spend our time loving our beloved ones while we still can.
Last Sunday we've heard a two-and-a-half-year old was hit by a car in Jakarta. A car driven by a drug-drunk driver. Killed the boy, along with the other 8 people. Hurting 4 more people. Amateur videos showing the aftermath were available online too. One particular video was not only graphic with all the bodies and blood scattered on the street. It was also heart-breaking, showing a desperate attempt of a father trying to save his little son. It was hard to know if the boy was still alive by then, but we could see him irresponsive, expressionless with his eyes and mouth half-open .. till we saw a hand of a stranger touching this little kid forehead and sounding a prayer for him .. then we knew this kid was dying. Been haunting me for days now.
Sometimes it doesn't make any sense. How could people record this .. why couldn't they put their recorders down and give their hands out to help instead? Why they had to share it for the world to see? And why are we digging and watching this? Why we keep on watching, unable to turn our eyes away from whatever it's showing there no matter how difficult it is to take?
Sometimes we thank the people who provide us with these kind of videos so we can get clearer pictures of what happened. To show us a little bit of humanity in the midst of terrible maths. We saw a samaritan stopped and helped the little girl in China, how a rubbish collector could care more than the apathists.
We witnessed the relentless love of a father. How he held his son while checking on the rest of his family who got hit as well, how he never gave up trying to feed him with a bottle of milk, how he checked his heartbeats, how he kissed him ..
.. Everytime I see that picture, I'm longing to kiss my son ..
We thank those who posted the videos online. Reminding us that life is so short. Reminding us to appreciate people. Reminding us to spend our time loving our beloved ones while we still can.
1 comments:
speechless ...
sometimes i wonder if these people still value life of a person ...
yes, you are right, let's spend this valuable time we have with the loved ones as long as we can
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