Isn’t the day April 13th 1919, one of the darkest in Indian history, I mean how could anyone ever forget the dreadful killings of 1000 plus unarmed Indians who gathered together just to celebrate existence and festivals. What strikes your mind when one mentions the history of the Jallianwala bagh massacre? 

Killings thousands of killings, bloodbaths and countless dead bodies everywhere, as far as you could roll your eyes. That one incident shook each soul in the nation, even now as long as 100 years it still resents pain and grief in each heart. It would have just been one of those beautiful days, whereas many as 10000 people left their homes not even cogitating the idea that they might never return home. Our country was struggling to procure independence, willing to risk everything it had against the British government. It merely took one commander in general and few of his acquaintances to leave a nation as powerful as India to be dreading pain even after 100 years of that particular incident. 

It was an open field, with beautiful flowers blooming, with the bright blue sky above and clear. Those 10000 people who gathered there didn’t even glance that the same spot where they are trying to celebrate life would end with assassinations. One minute you are sitting there trying to figure how to fight for the pride of your country and on the other, you are just startled to death. 

All the exits were shut and the shootings lasted as long as 10 minutes. Doesn’t this break your heart? Let me add more to this. The shootings were mainly concentrated towards the exit so that the number of deaths could be maximised. Besides, that terror-stricken people tried to seek refuge in the large well only to be crushed to death in there. Is that even considered human? 

Let me add some more incidents of agony, on the very same day a curfew was announced past 8 so that no one could even visit their dying families or relatives. The bodies weren’t allowed to retreat or recover from the bagh. Those 1000 innocent people have just left there longing for a drop of water or let’s say hope of life, they were just left there bleeding to death for the next 2-3 days. Even when someone tries and reflects on these memories, each heart would ache with pain and agony. 

It as long as 100 years now since that incident took place; we as a nation are independent and developing. The bagh has been reconstructed as a tourist site attentive to dark tourism. Where the number of people is welcomed to witness the dark history of that site. Inside the bagh, the well where people straddled to death is still there, so are the bullet marks on the wall, a war memorial also stands upright there as a tribute to all those who lost their lives to this dreadful incident.

 But for once let’s take a different insight, now when an individual visits he can look at the same well and feel fortunate that he wasn’t one of those who has to dive in the bulk of dead bodies there, one could see the bullet marks and their family around and cherished them that it wasn’t them at that particular point of time.

 I mean one could find so much calm and peace in a place like that which is renowned in history for its bloodbath and misery. Isn’t it contradicting? One could feel blessed it wasn’t their bodies being shattered to death and pieces for just celebrating life in an open space. Just sites just provide an individual with a resemblance of calm and insights of reliefs that there is so much that life beholds, one minute you out there celebrating life and on the other moment you are trashed to death. If such experiences don’t broaden one's perspective about life, I don’t know what else will?

Witnessing something as immoderate as a thing surely impacts one’s belief in life and other contexts. Am not trying to celebrate the lost lives of more than 1000 people but just trying to ignite the fact that one place or let's put it jallianwala bagh massacre, holds a massive history. It's the same place where 100 years ago there were killings and bloodbaths but today it's as calm as it could ever be. It's again blooming, with the bright sky above and little flowers blooming and at the same being, it's trying to give an insight into the past as quietly as it could. A place so outrageous once is so tranquil today. Isn’t it just a matter of time, and everything falls into place?

 Every incident registered in history is tremendous to the evolvement of humankind, each individual to take pride in the history that makes us. We all gulp to our roots to seek closure of what defines us as a human, a parent a friend, an individual. Being patriotic isn’t easy, or not everyone withholds such emotion, it takes courage and vigorous heart to do that. We have a population of almost 135. 2 crores, and each one of us conceals that dreadful incident to our heart. There are various articles written on the very misery also the incident pacifies the scarifies of life in the Indian history and the freedom war. I could state with confidence that no one of us is trying to erase the memory of the event but just trying to learn and grow from what history is trying to teach and giveaway. Each sole is trying to acknowledge the fact the one place could be terrifying but at the same time, it could be peaceful, it's just the two different sides of the same coin.