Lata stared into the blank space. Her mind racing like a million shooting stars. Her heart sunken with grief, gratitude and guilt.
She was at a crossroad if she should take a philosophical route and call it God´s will! Or take a cynical route and blame it on the corrupt bureaucracy.
Deep down she knew the right route. The most difficult one of them all! Her daughter´s road accident was as much her fault as it was God´s will or the Government´s lackadaisy.
She refused to pass the same route everyday with blinkers on and pass the buck onto God or the Government. She started the ´Sharanya Foundation´ in the memory of her daughter, to improve road safety for all citizens.
Maybe just one drop in the ocean, but it was a step in the right direction!
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