My Stupid Suicide Plan

Last week, an IITian committed suicide. People who commit suicide do it when they feel there's no future. But wait, isn't IIT the one place where a bright and shining future is a foregone conclusion? It just doesn't add up, does it? Why would a young, hardworking, bright student who has the world ahead of him do something like this? But the answer is this-in our constant reverence for the great institution (and I do believe IITs are great), we forget the dark side. And the dark side is that the IITs are afflicted by the quintessential Indian phenomenon of academic pressure, probably the highest in the world.
I can rant about the educational system and how it requires serious fixing, or I can address the immediate-try my best to prevent such suicides. For this column I have chosen the latter, and I do so with a personal story.
News of a suicide always brings back one particular childhood memory. I was 14 years old when I first seriously contemplated suicide. I had done badly in chemistry in the Class X half yearly exam. I was an IIT aspirant, and 68% was nowhere near what an IIT candidate should be getting. I don't know what had made me screw up the exam, but I did know this, I was going to kill myself. The only debate was about method. Ironically, chemistry offered a way. I had read about copper sulphate, and that it was both cheap and poisonous. Copper sulphate was available at the kirana store. I had it all worked out.
My rationale for killing myself was simple-nobody loved me, my chemistry score was awful, I had no future and what difference would it make to the world if I was not there. I bought the copper sulphate for two rupees-probably the cheapest exit strategy in the world.
I didn't do it for two reasons. One, I had a casual chat with the aunty next door about copper sulphate, and my knowledgeable aunty knew about a woman who had died that way. She said it was the most painful death possible, all your veins burst and you suffer for hours. This tale made my insides shudder. Second, on the day I was to do it, I noticed a street dog outside my house being teased by the neighborhood kids as he hunted for scraps of food. Nobody loved him. It would make no difference to the world if the dog wasn't there. And I was pretty sure that its chemistry score would be awful. Yet, the dog wasn't trotting off to the kirana store. He was only interested in figuring out a strategy for his next meal. And when he was full, he merely curled up in a corner with one eye open, clearly content and not giving a damn about the world. If he wasn't planning to die anytime soon what the hell was I ranting about? I threw the copper sulphate in the bin. It was the best two bucks I ever wasted.
So why did I tell you this story? Because sometimes the pressure gets too much; like it did for the IITian who couldn't take it no more. On the day he took that dreadful decision, his family and friends were shattered, and India lost a wonderful, bright child. And as the silly but true copper sulphate story tells you-it could happen to any of us or those around us.
So please be on the lookout, if you see a distressed young soul, lend a supportive, non-judgmental ear. When I look back, I thank that aunt and that dog for unwittingly saving my life. If God wanted us to take our own life, he would have provided a power off button. He didn't, so have faith and let his plan for you unfold. Because no matter how tough life gets and how much it hurts, if street dogs don't give up, there is no reason why we, the smart species, should. Makes sense right? – By Chetan Bhagat

5 comments:

வேதா said...

hi how r u? rombaaaaaaaaa naal kazhichu thirumba blogginga?:) well the story is too good timely one :) hehe enna nyabagam iruku illa :)

Delhi_Tamilan said...

Hii veda, how can i forget you.... thanks for your encouraging comments, m just trying to start my habit of blogging again....

Sasiprabha said...

Such a nice story.. Poison saaptuttu uir pora nerathula bayandhu ethanai per thappikka vali theriyama, thappu pannitomenu varuthapattu sethu poi irukkanga theriuma.. Idhula marundhu kooda ok pa.. thee vechikkittu sethupona ponnungala neraiya paathuten.. Dare.. Ennai poruthavarai kasappai kooda medhuva anubavichu saapitta adhu avvalavu kasappungaradhe marandhu poidum (oru kothu veppandhalai saapta anubavam).. Vaalkaiyoda kastamum apdithaan.. Adhu namakku yedho kathukudukka paakudhu... Adha purinjitta kastam kastame illa.. Vaalanumgara thembu vandhidum..

Oru vishayam namma kandippa seyyanum.. Yaaravadhu kastapaduraanganna oru thadavaiyaavadhu avangala manasu vittu pesa vechittaa, they'll moreover comeout of the pressure and relax themself. This will help them to stay out of suicidal thoughts.. Adhukkellam indha manushana porandha machinegalukku enga neram irukku.. Saptom, thoonginom, tv paathom, velai pathom, sambalam vanginom, selavu panninomnu, suyanalamaave vaalkai pogudhu.. Pakathu veetla sandai vandhu vettikittu setha enna.. Edhir veetla endha thiruttu payal vandhu thirudittu pona enna.. namakku onnum varadhavaraikkum sarinnu poitu irukkira suyanala ulagam.. Ada pongappa.. Idha vaalanumnu nenachaa manasula thaanaa salippu varudhu.. But namalaavadhu apdi illama sociala iruppomnu nenacha idhellam pullaya, edhukkeduthaalum vandhu mooka nolachu naataamai pannudhunnu pattam kattudhunga.. Ok namma kastathayaavadhu solluvomna kekkaradhukku aalaye kaanom. Ennatha solla.. Pota first matterukke ipdi polamba vittuteengale tamilare..

Delhi_Tamilan said...

Sasi: Thanks first of all for taking this post more seriously. I agree with all your views. However I admit that i myself might be a victim or say a person who at times be a passing member rather than to take evasive actions. I agree we all need to be more responsible and helpful as much as possible. Point Taken madam...

Aboorva said...

Congrat's with a nice return Very nice story sorry for the late reply