R.I.P my friend

I was shaken out of the stupor that studying stochastic processes generates by the loud crying of some girl near my hostel. As I looked out from my balcony it turned out to be someone I knew.
She was mourning the death of one of her batchmates,Ajay, who committed suicide probably in the early hours of the morning of 27th August.
I must have seen this guy in the mess, though I never probably personally met him.
The reasons are as yet unknown (atleast to me), but the general feeling is there was too much pressure in his course.
He was an Integrated PhD student in his 2nd year, he joined IISc with me last year.
He must have been barely 21-22…did he find himself unable to resist the pressure?
It is said “No pressure, no diamonds” but what about the ‘corundum‘ that might just be crushed under the pressure that is meant for only diamonds? Is it not equally precious?
Was there some other reason? We don’t know, and we might never know.
Whatever the reasons the question remains:
WAS IT WORTH KILLING HIMSELF OVER IT?

Maybe he found what he longed for:
A little rest and some peace.

The solutions may not necessarily be very forthcoming.
A lot of soul-searching needs to be done…by every one of us.
The course load on the students could be reduced, a student mentor program could be started.
But really was it worth the one, very precious, very promising life that was lost.

And this is not the first time someone in one of India’s ‘premier’ institutions has taken this drastic step.
As Bob Dylan asks :
n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?

Maybe this song by REM could tell us something:
EVERYBODY HURTS.
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on
Don’t let yourself go, ’cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it’s time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you’ve had too much of this life, well hang on

‘Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don’t throw your hand. Oh, no. Don’t throw your hand
If you feel like you’re alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you’re on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you’ve had too much of this life to hang on.

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3 thoughts on “R.I.P my friend

  1. Bastet says:

    Heard the Corrs version of the same song – most beautiful. You know wht, some people kill themselves coz they dint magae to get into a ‘premier’ institute, and, some end up losing thier lives, just coz they got in… Grass always looks greener on the other side of the fence. To each, his/her share of worries is a burden that at times, they feel unable to bear any more. But, through all of this, we ve to remember, Life is not just about existing, it is to live, to explore. It isnt confined to the walls of any home or any institute. There is a whole lot waiting for us out there, for us to explore and enjoy… it is sure worth living for the same…

  2. MM says:

    Everyone has their share of problems. No one enjoys perfect joy and happiness. We must learn to face our troubles bravely. True courage lies in fighting our way through our troubles, not by giving in.

  3. Anonymous says:

    hey nissimi think that email from chetan bhagat should answer all your questions!Zaosh

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