The tragic suicide of Jiah Khan has sent the Indian media in a tizzy. Writing expansive articles on her depression and a troubled relationship with her loser boyfriend, the newspapers are in an overdrive to tell (or sell?) us what exactly went wrong in her life. Times of India even published the full text of her suicide note, baring the private life of the poor girl to the world, to readers hungry for some spice in their otherwise monotonous life.
As a passive onlooker, I cannot help but notice the irony of it. Why is it that some deaths stir us so much while most others do not?
Had the media shown even 10% of the concern and created even a miniature hullaballoo over the numerous farmers in Vidarbha and other parts of India who committed suicide before Jiah and will continue to die after her, India would have been a better country.
Unfortunately, no one wants to read such news, as it makes them acutely aware of the failure of India as a nation, and of them as humans. People living in the cities hardly care about what is happening in Vidarbha or Malkangiri in Orissa. Naturally so, the Journalists of today (and this is told by a Journalist, who has been crying herself to sleep everyday over Jiah) do not bother about this kind of serious news. They like to remain busy with Electoral Politics, Modi vs Advani and Page 3. Do we realize that we cannot eat the computers, cars or ACs?
As I write this, more than 265 farmers have killed themselves in Maharashtra this year alone; and that means at least one family losing their primary bread-earner every day. I do not expect a revolution in this country, but is it too much to ask for some compassion for our brethren?