HUMAN Monsters ...

I along with few finest people did it. We just got it done that day. But this post is not about me(we) – It’s about OTHERS whom I regard as HUMAN MONSTERS.

05th August, Bopal - 11:30 PM.
“……..Will sit late tomorrow” was the last I heard from Bhavin, when we were closing our shop. 17 hours work and Bhavin can’t stand anymore. Morning 7:00 am to night 11:00 pm – it sounded fair to me. Bhavin was drowsy after 17hours of work.

CLOSE – LOCK – FZ – START – 1...2...3...4……5th GEAR - we are on the way now. Bhavin sitting back of me, was hoping to reach home by 11:20 and devil’s sleep. BUT……………
A crowd came into picture as of 200 meters distance and I was curious to dig about it from closer. Normally crowd gathers when some accident takes place – I thought. And that’s it. I caught it precisely correct. I went closer to crowd and I could see COW lying on ground – needless to say most HOLY animal of Hindu religion. First thought – IS COW DEAD? When I was few steps away I could hear whisper: “COW is breathing”, “Did anyone call doctor?” what’s municipality number?”, “Ketan, give me ANIMAL helpline number”.

My first and most brainless question: what happened? (If wildest guess had been an ACCIDENT and it would have been true)
AMAR (guy among crowd): Don’t you see it? A motherfucker retarded drunk truck driver knock the cow down.

I preferred to be silent for a while and started observing cow which was brutally hit.

“Cow was in senselessly lying in her own blood spat around. Palm was injured and plenty of bleeding was visible out of it. It got me sharper blow when I saw that her rear left leg was two parts – although attached. Agony of pain and still lying there calmly was a bit mystery. May be it was because of unconsciousness. However, Eyes were wide open and could see serene suffering which cow never revealed with blow to anyone standing there or may be she was not able to. More than people standing as crowd, were the dogs around sniffing and getting ready to attack that helpless cow. Periodically any one of crowd kept throwing stone to keep them away from cow.”

An insane man from crowd lifted his broken leg to show other boy that bone is busted and I immediately gave him the best word I could : ”You @#$%%$#%&^………….. If you can’t feel her pain, don’t reveal it to others. Better get out from here.” Amar also slapped harsh words on him along with me. One by one few of around followed me and Amar, and that Guy was out of that crowd in no time.
“Thank God” I said. I don’t want beast or monsters – I want humans at once.

Now toughest work was to do. Tasks (in better term –Duties) which I(we) as human being had to perform.
1) Search for Doctor (I was not sure of called up doctor. I had to look for more doctors)
2) Search for one Tempo or any other vehicle which can carry cow to PANJARAPOL (its place where they keep animals under treatment especially Cows).
3) Count no. of positive people which can lift cow to tempo and can assist till accomplishment.

Needless to say 3rd task was the toughest one. You can have enormous advisers in such time rather than helpers. So were here also.
Some said “Cow cant live more than 4 hours…..cow is hit from inside and we cant help…..cow is old(fucking blind)…..why do cow rambles around on highway? - and it kept going on...................” I was already out of my freak hearing all these crap AND - Bhavin also came out as one of them(I came to know the same day).
“Cow should be moved aside and let her be there for night. Tomorrow morning Municipality people will come and collect her.” - said Bhavin.
“You can start walking home (14 Km only), I wont leave COW here. By the way, you are very loyal to all dogs around I think. Get one or 2 among them too.” – sounded THE ANSWER; so did I retort.

I started dialing number of numbers for Animal help (unknowingly Amar had already tried all of them). “Doctor is not there….I cant give his number….bring cow in morning…..call this helpline number….call municipality…..Switch off…..Ringing…..” – All were responses I collected for ~9 numbers I tried asking for aid.

“Hey, I already have called one Private Doctor and he’s on the way. U relax for now.” said Amar.
“How much time it will take him to be here? Which area is he coming from?”
“We sent a car to pick him up”
“Whaaaaaaat? Car to pick up doctor?”
“hmmm. I tried 5 more numbers than you tried, but didn’t get anyone. Finally a doctor was ready but needed someone to pick him up.”
“But to pick him up – A CAR? “
“I asked to send boy on Bike but he refused….kya fark padta he? We need doctor…fir who CAR me aaye ya BIKE pe… ” said Amar.
It sounded logical. Something in anyway is always better than Nothing.
“He must have talked about fees. What’s his fess?”
“1200 Rs….but that’s alright I will handle it.”
“Money does not matter but what matters is - 1200 Rs. to see one cow?”
“He’s private doctor. Kya fark padta he? You have to choose Cow or 1200 Rs. I have chosen Cow.”

I was really impressed with Amar’s words. This was one of the best lessons in my life - If you choose something choose it till end.

Doctor was there in ~20 minutes after our conversation. In between, I and other two kind fellows(waiters from HAVMORE) got water for cow, but it was of no use. We sprinkled and tried if cow drinks it, but cow was unable to raise her mouth even. It didn’t seem good idea to force anything on COW.
Instantly doctor checked cow’s situation and got pain killer injection out of kit. One more sharper blow on COW and Pain killer was in. “CORONA “ointment and few cotton gauze rollers for dressing toe of cow and it's done. Doctor can not repair her wrecked leg instantly;that was obvious. Cow needs hospital which was 20 KM from the place the cow was lying on.

“Though I had tiny relief that pain will fly away within few minutes and cow will start fighting back to her misery. Thanks to 1200 Rs. and my best honor to Amar.”

On same instance,I kept asking myself - Are humans not eradicating and monsters rising everywhere? Doctors, who did not respond, did not pick up calls and fucking replies of Animal help lines, discouraging and hopeless suggestions from crowd. People who went by and did not bother to look at poor animal or those who looked at and never stopped– are they humans? What if this accident occurs to their children or families - Would they expect NO HELP from others? Would Bhavin have left her Girlfriend here if she had been with an accident? Would that nauseating act of fellow of showing broken leg to his friend without sense of pain, be tolerated if had been himself instead of cow? “A doctor can not come without CAR”- that was the strangest part. Though he helped us, I could not digest it. 12 minutes and 1200 Rs in hand. Was it fair?
Why can’t they be simply humans? If they don’t feel – how do they live? – I call them HUMAN MONSTERS. Sad part is – there are countless HUMAN MONSTERS all over. It’s quite apt to chop off HUMAN word and label them – FUCKING MONSTERS.

To be continued as HUMAN MONSTERS - II..............