Prashant's Solace

I write to you as a man, a fellow subspecies; with definitely the same organs, hormones and body processes and perhaps same emotions and attitude towards many things. I am an Indian male, maybe living all the frustrations that also surround you; job-wise, relationship-wise and of course 'national state of affairs' wise. What I fail to associate with is, the heinousness that pervades your faculties which makes you commit this act. In fact, I feel there is yet a word to be developed in the English language that could aptly describe your state of mind in those moments of madness. I am a being  just like you, but at the same time very unlike you. You see, human beings have an ability called empathy which makes them stand out from the rest of living pack. But no amount of it can ever make me understand yourself and maybe I am happy for that. People all over the world undergo brutalities. Maybe I am too naive even to begin to understand the sentient of, say, the Pa