Bullets Still Hurt at Jallianwala Bagh

Bullets Still Hurt at Jallianwala Bagh

Bullets Still Hurt at Jallianwala Bagh

It’s one to read about battles in history books; it’s another dimension to stand on the battleground long after it is over and yet feel the war. Tears prick the eyes, hair stands electrified on goosebumps as one can still hear the screams of those innocent protestors who were killed indiscriminately by General Dyre and his men.

A gentle touch over the holes that the bullets bore through thick brick walls suddenly ignites a flame of patriotism in me and extreme respect for those who fought for India’s freedom. They were no great leaders who engaged in round table conferences to negotiate freedom. They were just common folk – men, women and children like each one visiting the garden that day.

The Martyr’s Well is all barricaded with thick mesh wiring. Yet the dying screams come back to haunt visitors. The only way we visitors get to say our thank you to these unknown martyrs is to drop a coin into the well.

It’s overwhelming. The visit opens up the wells of deep pain from somewhere unknown in the depths of the heart. And suddenly, we are awoken from our somber mood by the melodious singing of a large gathering of children in a local school adjoining the park. Some of them peeked at us visitors from their first-floor classroom, smiling and waving until their teacher called them back to attention. Their innocence brought back a smile on our faces and reinforced our faith in humanity.

We smiled and returned their wave and they treated us with a delightful musical recitation of multiplication tables in Punjabi, while a guard at the garden treated us to some unknown tales of people who laid themselves to rest in this greenscape.

Keerthana Venkatesh
Keerthana Venkatesh

Keerthana Venkatesh’s passion for writing has helped her chart her professional life with a gamut of industries in the last 10+ years. She has worked with some of the biggest brands of media across a variety of subjects, including business and technology. She also helped Myntra.com establish its content process when it was moving into B2C play. She currently manages the global marketing communications for iRunway Inc., a technology consulting firm specializing in patent analysis, licensing and litigation. Keerthana’s passion for writing and her journalistic streak recently took wings when she helped author a book, "The God In The Boardroom". The book includes a set of 13 interviews with leaders of India Inc. and showcases the driving force behind their passion to take their companies to greater heights. An avid traveller, Keerthana is also an alternative energy therapist who thrives on the idea of positivism. You can visualize these reflections in her blog wwww.thisshortstory.wordpress.com where she shares snippets of everyday life.

3 Comments

Aparna Posted on3:25 pm - Apr 16, 2018

The scars of the past cannot be erased – they are evidence of the sacrifice which innocent people have paid with their lives.

Srijata Bhatnagar
Srijata Posted on11:56 am - Apr 17, 2018

Keertana, beautifully written. I almost went along with you to the experience… when the melodies singing by the kids brought me back to reality… I realized, I was just reading it. Awesome piece.

I was actually looking for more from this piece. May I suggest something? Would you like to amend it with more? I am sure you have more to say.

Shrabanti Ray
Shrabanti Ray Posted on2:17 pm - Apr 17, 2018

The well of death is symbolic of the sacrifice and undying love for the nation. It is past…but overwhelming and evokes a sense of pride .
Thank you keerthana for paying a visit and also taking us along.

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