Suicide: Human Fate

It's human fate that we have to stand looking at certain things, irrespective of how desperately we want to do something. Why do that happen?

Not once, but it happens, time and again in many different forms, death of a loved one, sickness, loss of something precious - the most sorrow full of all is our dear ones taking up their life.  What better time to realize this than now when pandemic has touched most of us?

This tragedy happened while my grandfather was talking to his friends in front of the Village temple. My grandfather, Raman Nair, was devastated when he was told that Vijayan, his son had gone missing in the village pond. Can't believe it's been 24 years. In my mind is the face of the winner who always speaks with a smile. 

How can we just conclude these to be human destiny? It was the 1st of August 1997, around 7.30pm -8pm.  His daughter, 10 years old was reading Balarama to here brothers of 1.5 years and 8 years. A relative informed that Vijayman was seen going to the temple pond, some time before, nobody saw him come back. There seems to be an accident. After some time, people got into the pond to search for him. As it was the time of karkidekam, high tide  Pond was full of water. 

What came home was his body in ambulance. School teachers, students, friends and relatives gathered around. Trials and Tribulations continued for the family members. Why did father do this, the children thought, why did the son do this, Parents thought. Mother started losing her memory, with the loss of her elder son, siblings had a vacuum in their heart. Kids are grown up now, parents are no more. Friends and families have memories, and some do not remember him at all, he is faded from the memory for many. 

 A vaporizer with memorial flowers.

Prostration

23 years later and in quick succession within a year, two more. 

One is one of the first cousins son, who just turned 18 years, who had a bike accident a year before, and his physical abilities disabled, took away his life last October. 

This August it was fathers younger brothers son, one of the twin brother who was around 35 years. Both the young boys were unmarried - but have left behind a loving and caring mother traumatized.

What could we have done to stop this? Would their speaking up have helped and lives be better?