The Anatomy of an Indian Stampede


The Anatomy of an Indian Stampede

Illustration: Sushant Ahire/Arré


esterday was the last day of Navratri, a general sense of happiness and well-being in the air. I watched people in the train, dressed to the nines, looking forward to the day. I was on the Western Line, that connects Mumbai’s northern suburbs with the rest of the city: The same network that was the site of a stampede that killed 22 people and injured almost twice the number.

I was lucky to have gotten off many stations prior, but I can’t stop thinking about the faces of the people who must have deboarded at Elphinstone railway station, a business hub that houses several corporates. I wonder how many of them made it out of the crush alive.