I’m little worried about myself these days. And since y’day , while I was on move, I started losing my patience over my inability to act. It’s bitter truth! Struck hard!

It all began yesterday morning, when I got a call from my colleague's sister. She was speaking softly and in clam manner. At first, I didn't realize what she was up to. But the moment I came to know, my colleague Ajay was stabbed by gundas earlier night and that too by knife; I was shocked and completely taken aback. Reason isn't clear yet, but it could be some professional rivalry, which could have lead to such a dreadful incident. I am still finding situation clueless, even after day's hunt and expedition on matter.

There's no suspect. No one has any clue how Ajay is, socially? I have known him for past couple of months. For me he’s honest and very straightforward. He stays with his family in suburban Delhi. A shy and off-centered guy, when hit by gundas, created tsunami in department y'day and suddenly became the center point of discussion. What could go wrong? We heard of some stories of bitter spat between him and his senior, sometime back, but it was over. Or was it?

No idea! Ajay is good friend of mine. I often support him, but when today morning I visited his place, I just didn't know what I should be doing! His entire face was swollen and even a finger was broken. He could barely talk to me. I was helpless. He tried to smile but it was all waste!

I couldn't wait more at home. His mother wants to close this chapter, as Ajay's father is a heart patient and there are some other family issues. While I was discussing the possible action points, she said, "Sir, I don't want to mess Ajay's life. Whosoever has done it, we have nothing to say." I left home in despair.

While coming back, I attended few office calls as usual. I reached office and started the work. There’s no difference. Everything was same, except one realization; there’s little regret and lots of guilt. The problem isn’t we sat quiet; problem is we don’t have anything to say. I heard of people discussing lots of issues involved in FIRs and criminal proceedings, but there’s little act.

I still remember the day, when I signed the ‘Code of Conduct’ before joining. It’s an act of immense faith and pride for all of us. Gone are the days. We hardly remember what was written on paper! We hardly know that we are just bunch of jokers in a system of law -pranksters, who often take powerless on kitty ride to hell, till they suffer and die. For rests, it’s neither shameful nor worrisome.

I know it doesn’t make any difference to me. None of us; except Ajay & his family, who are in deep shock, will bother much about it. There’re little stories on act of courage, but I stopped reading them long time back. It sounds funny when I talk about ‘Values’. There’s madness filled out in air; a real madness with little sympathy for others. We have grown up selfish to an extent, where we have stopped thinking and acting wisely. Lot’s of babble around. Crap! With growing in age, I have become more indifferent and nonchalant towards others. Isn’t it a weird thing? Isn’t it an ‘Act of Insanity’?