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This is an archive article published on September 2, 2003

Family loses its right arm, again

If there is something more horrifying than being confined to his hospital bed, it’s the thought of being discharged. ‘‘What w...

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If there is something more horrifying than being confined to his hospital bed, it’s the thought of being discharged. ‘‘What will I do? How will I support my family with this?’’ asks a shocked Shailendra Gupta, showing the bandaged stump he has for a right arm. It’s perhaps the worst thing that could happen to a taxi driver who is the sole earning member of a family of seven.

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Gupta’s losing his arm in the Zaveri Bazaar bomb blast is too much of a deja vu for the family, who live in Gorakhpur. His father Dayaram Gupta, also formerly a driver, lost his right arm after an accident 15 years ago. The family got some insurance money that saw them through a few years, but Dayaram is no longer an earning member. The family hopes to see through the period of Gupta’s recuperation with the Rs 15,000-compensation package from the government.

‘‘I have worked in Mumbai all my life as a driver. I never got educated, I can’t read or write properly. Who will want an unlettered cripple to work for him? My parents have come from Uttar Pradesh, but what is the point? Every time I think of the future, I get a piercing headache that won’t go away,’’ says Gupta, who used to regularily send Rs 3,000 a month to his family. ‘‘All I dream about is my right hand over the steering wheel, my elbow jutting out of the window, waiting for a new customer at the taxi stand near Mumbadevi.’’

 

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