As reported by Payal Banerjee at punemirror.in on January 17, 2010
‘I screamed for help, but no one stopped’
Newspaper vendor Vandana Gajanand, first to witness Shetty’s plight, begged passers-by and motorists for help to take him to the hospital just 100 feet away, but failed
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Shop in front of which Shetty collapsed </td> </tr> </tbody> </table> The woman who was the first to witness Right to Information (RTI) Act activist, Satish Shetty’s plight after his gruesome murder on the morning of January 13, is yet to recover from the shock and the trauma of the incident.
While the cold-blooded manner in which Shetty was hacked to death has rocked the city, the apathy of passers-by that fateful day is sure to haunt Vandana Gajanand for a long time to come.
Vandana is a resident of Talegaon and owner of the newspaper stall in Talegaon Dabhade near which Shetty had stopped for his daily dose of news when he was attacked.
‘NO ONE STOPPED TO HELP’
Recounting her harrowing experience, a shuddering and stammering Vandana told Pune Mirror, “Satish Shetty lay in a pool of blood in front of my shop, groaning with pain.
I sought help from motorists and rickshawallas passing by but nobody stopped and came to help.”
‘I COULD HEAR HIS SCREAMS’
Vandana said, “Every morning Shetty would take a walk from his house till the highway. On his way back, he would stop at my newspaper stall and sit for about 30 minutes reading papers. Just behind the stall is the Hari OM shop owned by my husband, where I’d go while Shetty sat reading.
On January 13 too, Shetty was at my stall reading papers. I went inside the shop to boil milk. My husband was not around.
Suddenly, I heard screams and instinctively hid under the counter, fearing the worst. I could hear Shetty screaming in pain, but I was too scared to come out.
Finally, when I did, the attackers had left. I saw Shetty in a pool of blood in front of the shop. The two shops adjacent to ours had not opened yet since it was around 7 am."“
‘HOSPITAL WAS JUST 100 FEET AWAY’
“I ran to the road seeking help. I tried stopping motorists and the rickshawallas. Everyone here knew Shetty and despite seeing him lying badly injured, no one bothered to stop and take him to the Bhandari hospital, which was just 100 feet away across the road,” she said.
“For the next 15 minutes, I was running on the road, begging passers-by to stop and help me take him to the hospital, but in vain.
Finally, I managed to stop a motorist and begged him to at least inform Shetty’s family, so that they could come and take him to the hospital. By the time, Shetty’s brothers had arrived.
I had to be taken to the hospital as well since my blood pressure had increased. I was picked up by the police who interrogated me for hours.”
“I am still not able to sleep at night as Shetty’s image continuously flashes before my eyes. He was a very good man who would not think twice before helping anyone.
It’s really sad and shameful that no one stopped to help him!” rued Vandana.
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