Sometimes you regret reading news early in the morning. The recent rail accident in West Bengal is a case in point. The death of so many people is tragic indeed, but what rattled me the most when I read about it in the morning is that, at one point, the rescuers could hear a baby cry from the wreckage and tried their best to reach it. But soon the crying stopped. :-(

Try as I might, I have not been able to get this out of my mind. I might forget it later as I go about my routine work but during moments of respite it is gonna come back to haunt me. It is one of those times when you wonder if there is God in heaven afterall :-(