A survivor story in spite of being expected to have a happy ending may sometimes leave a lingering sadness. Our story today is one such. Dr Jayshree. MS, a GDMO in DHS, Delhi recounts hers and her family’s tale of horror that fateful night- on the intervening night of 2nd 3rd December. 1984, Bhopal. The night of that tragedy – the night of the disaster of Bhopal Gas tragedy.
Dr Jayshree who was pursuing her post graduate studies away from home received news the next day that there here had been a major gas leak in the Union Carbide Factory. Back then there were no cell phones for instant contact. The telephone lines were not working. (Probably jammed) Though she was worried to death and wanted to be with her family at the earliest, there was nothing she could do as her Faculty too had advised her against visiting home until it was safe as there were no proper reports of the situation back in Bhopal. After three restless days she finally reached Bhopal. It resembled a ghost town. The city smelled of death and despair. The railway station was almost deserted. Coolies had many sad tales to tell- Of train load of people dying in their sleep: Of people, who were sleeping bliss fully unaware of the situation when it passed through and halted. There was one heroic story of a station master who on realizing the gravity of the situation valiantly attempted to signal all trains not to stop. He kept on at his post trying to contact stations to stop entering the city instead of fleeing and taking cover and in the process he lost his life. There were also unconfirmed stories of Para medics who were affected by the toxic gas while administering treatment as it was reported that they simply were at loss at the nature of treatment to be given and the antidote as there were no information about the gas that had leaked. Amidst these stories of horror she reached home but thankfully her family members were safe.
The Cold wintry night had saved her family and so were the other residents of the colony. They had slept with the windows tightly shut and were safely tucked in bed underneath thick blankets, when the toxic gas spread over the unsuspecting city. When the gas leaked it was reported that the alarms were not sounded and the workers fled the site immediately without activating the (almost non existent) emergency management systems… By the time the authorities were informed precious moments were wasted. It was a small consolation that the gas was denser and by early morning it had disappeared considerably.
The leak was controlled and the gas had settled down literally and thankfully dispersed or else the casualties would have been higher. The next morning there was death everywhere near the factory. Add to it some panic spreading rumors which sent the city in total chaos. Information network was not functioning properly. The city was simply not prepared for something of this magnitude even after having some close shaves earlier. After one week the city somewhat turned into normal but long term effects started showing up. There was food scarcity for one; secondly the symptoms of long term toxic effects of the gas were showing in the affected people. Relief was slow to come. Dr Jayshree‘s family were lucky in that no body suffered any damage. They had come out of it unscathed and safe and they were thankful to the almighty for it, but happy? … Can’t say… can’t be! At least not now, anymore!
Source: Wikipedia
Mr. Kailash Chandra was a patient of Pharyngeal carcinoma with widespread metastasis.
His last conversation with his daughter on 28.4.05
“You are leaving?”
“Yes daddy. I have to join office”
“… Am I dying?” His eyes beseeched her to be honest with him.
She tried to control the tears that were threatening to spill over and bravely continued.
“Well! They have already made a channel for food. That should take care of your nutrition and after you regain some of your strength then we can think of surgery… and also we have attempted alternate medicine…..Rest , who can say anything about tomorrow…but we will fight it out till the last. Won’t we?”
He nodded. “I was just thinking of the pain…”
“No no! I won’t let you suffer, I promise. I will put you to sleep myself if the need arises… trust me…But you have to be brave. You will be. Won’t you?”
He nodded a faint smile on his lips. (Probably to make her happy). Then turning towards his wife he said casually. “Hope you have prepared chicken for lunch. Biti (his daughter) likes it.”
Mr. Kailash Chandra passed away on 18/05/05… He did not suffer much.
Today’s survivor story is dedicated to all those who gave a brave fight but could not make it as a survivor… but for me, they were survivors in their own right for facing their crisis head on and putting a brave fight till the end.
- Article written by Mani Padma. She is a Doctor by profession, working in Delhi. She is the chief-co brewer of GingerChai and has to her credit some of the interesting categories you see in GingerChai. Want to read more of her articles ? Click HERE.
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