All Death Is Not Equal

It is an imagined letter from a Syrian father to his son before they take the boat to flee to Europe as an ode to Alan Kurdi, the three-year-old Syrian child, who drowned along with many others in the Mediterranean Sea in September 2015

- Chinki Sinha

THERE have been many boats that have capsized since, many refugees who have drowned in the deep seas. The seas as tombs are without epitaphs. We don’t know their names. We don’t know their stories. We don’t know them.

Last June, two vessels sank in the sea. One was a very, very expensive expedition, which was carrying five billionaires to see the wreckage of a luxury ship called the Titanic in North Atlantic Ocean.

The other was a fishing trawler carrying hundreds of poor people looking to save themselves and live with dignity elsewhere.

A huge search mission in the area off Canada’s Newfoundland province commenced after the submersible called Titan lost communication.