It is hard to fathom that a place I once called home has now collapsed into chaos and once happy families have now lost mothers, daughters, wives, and sons and brothers. Perhaps what strikes me the most of this tragedy is the fact that we never really know what and when things will happen to us or the people around us.
As I was skimming through the names of victims, one name seemed so familiar...N. Yogeswary. I quickly googled the name and found an article on her demise. My heart grew cold as I realized I knew this lady, not in the closest sense, but she used to be the vet for my pet dogs during their early days. She was always bubbly and friendly, ever ready to give my dogs that extra treat to soothe them.
I still remember being really curious as a 15 yr old kid, why a chinese had an indian name. I never got around to asking her that. This was seven years ago and perhaps it seems like an insignificant meeting, merely between a vet and a patient's owner, but I feel an odd sense of loss. Maybe it's because of the surreal feeling that someone so young and quite successful in her own sense, passionate about animals, obviously loved her family, is now gone.
Perhaps it is the irony that human life is so fragile, and the many people that crosses our path in life may suddenly and quickly be taken away that has prompted me to blurt these thoughts out.
The diversity of our roles in life show how many people can actually be affected by our demise. To me, she is a vet carrying out her profession and doing her job, to others she is a partner, be it life or business, a friend, a mother, a daughter, a wife and so many other things.