FOUR DEATHS IN TWO YEARS THAT RATTLED US

 

FOUR DEATHS IN TWO YEARS THAT RATTLED US

The responsible authorities strongly maintain that the recent deaths that had occurred in the country were due to heart attacks and the covid shots had nothing to do with the unfortunate deaths. They must be right. They know much better than us, the ordinary human beings.

Deaths are a common occurrence. Life well begun has to cease somewhere. Check the obit pages of any newspaper. We could observe at least 50 to 100 deaths reported daily. It reveals to us the hard possibility. There would be a place for us in the obit pages one day.

Each death if probed would tell us the pain the families undergo when a dear one departs. The departure leaves those left behind in distress, agony and sorrow. Picking up the broken pieces and moving ahead is a big challenge. Very often the one who has gone must have been the sole bread winner. Death, we have to say, is very unkind to the living.

We were rattled by four deaths in the last two years.

It began with Rex. He was 44. He was working at Dubai. His family was at Ernakulam. Rex was well liked by everyone he came into contact with. The end was quick. One day, he felt an uneasiness at home in Dubai. He was taken to the hospital at once. He was dead on arrival. It was a heart attack, the doctors pronounced. Rex’s father at Kattanam maintains it was the covid shot that killed his son. Any case Rex is gone.

The second was Arun Rani. She was Rani to us. She was an upright girl. She was very conscientious. She passed away eight days after giving birth to a baby girl. She was 35. The preliminary postmortem report states she had shrunk blood vessels close to her heart.

Alice Mathew was 70. One day, a relative at the adjacent house observed her lying unconscious near her well. It seemed she was washing the clothes. She was alone. Her husband was not at home. The relative managed to get her to a hospital. She passed away after a day in the ICU.

Alice Ninan was 73. She was a widow. She stayed alone at Erumeli. She had two sons, one at UK and the other at Chennai. The son at Chennai had come down to stay with her for a few days. On that fateful day, when the son came down to the kitchen to enquire when he could have the breakfast, he saw her lying down on the floor unconscious. He could see that she had been cutting the vegetables for Sambar. She was taken at once to the hospital. She was dead on arrival.

The questions remain. Why? How?

Fact is, they died young in these days of longevity.

It is quite inexplicable.

We hope such episodes never recur.