Dr Raj Kumar died today, and it was the chance the lumpen elements were waiting for, to crawl out of the woodwork and start their work of destruction. Ordinary people had to rush home with fear in their hearts. Daily wage earners have lost their livelihood for two days.

Another working day will be lost, and our state will be the poorer for it…

How do these maggots survive from one crisis to another? Where do they disappear in between? Why are they never found? What is the rot in our collective psyche that we allow this to happen every time?

How strangely we honour the memory of those whom we revere…