EMPATHY LOST
It was a progressive city similar to any other developed city of the world with diminishing natural resources, a souvenir from development. The concrete jungle built by men for men lacked humanity as its inhabitants were quickly aping machines while discarding the human traits which distinguished, man and machine. Dilip Varma lunged and boarded the slowing down taxi leaving the fellow commuter stunned, who was waiting patiently for it to halt. “Domestic Airport” he said to the irritated driver. The cabby nodded and put the car into gear as Dilip looked straight ahead avoiding making eye contact with the sorry commuter. He knew he was in the wrong but shrugged his shoulders, I am getting late . His eagerness to catch the hometown bound flight for diwali holidays blinded him from admiring the view of the city basking in sunshine from the taxi’s window, “will you press the paddle,” he said to the driver. The crowded airport terminal was in accordance with the festive season.