Can we change our destiny?

The whole incident took everyone who knew this family by shock. As Sengupta family stayed in a campus locality, all the neighbours gathered at their place after hearing the tragic news. Their quarter had to be opened with spare key and the house was in total chaos. Gas stove was on, bed was unmade and books and toys scattered everywhere. It showed the great haste before their departure. As shamir was known to be a speedy driver, his friends advised him not to take his own car this time but he never heeded their advise and what a price he paid for it.

Raima was admitted in a hospital with trauma and broken arm. She was never brought to the campus and was taken straight to Kolkata to her paternal grandparents. Later she was under the care of her uncle and aunt but according to sources close to the Senguptas, nobody ever cajoled and coaxed her to have her meals anymore, and the delicate and dotting girl was suddenly thrown into the harsh reality of life. She came to the campus once to visit some families, but her beautiful smile was gone forever and her melancholic and soulful expression mirrored her inner turmoil and loss. She remembered her house distinctly and told the new occupant that it was where she lived earlier and that she would like to go in once. Nobody could refuse her and waited with bated breathe for her reaction. But she didn’t betray any emotion and her face was totally blank. Even she failed to recongise some children who were her play partners. May be subconsiously she wanted to block her past life that was linked to her happier times with her lovely parents who meant the world to her and for whom she was the world. For Raima, life’s fatal and cruelest blow at such a tender age made her numb and devoid of emotion. The beautiful, vibrant girl, with a single stroke of fate, has turned into an inert self, with all her exuberance gone. To us, she is a constant reminder of the fact that transiency is thy name of life.