Today I heard the sad news that my friend SP’s brother’s daughter has succumbed to dengue. I did not know the father very well other than have a drink with him once a long long time ago. But still I feel a strange sense of empathy with these unknown people. AF was only 8 years old way too young to die. Anyway children are not supposed to die before their parents. It is one of the things we (are conditioned to) believe that will not happen to us but to someone else. Just like the sun rising from the East and the clouds over our heads. These people were very well off living in a highly residential area. Sadly the mosquito or death for that matter has scant regard for who you are and where you live. And in the end the grief and the hurt is the same whether you are in a mansion or a hovel.