A bridge is not just a structure
“A bridge is not just a structure. It’s a path — a path that takes children to school, elders to temples, and workers to their daily grind. But on June 15, that path broke under the weight of our neglect.” A Morning Like Any Other… Until It Wasn’t On the morning of June 15, 2025, the bustling town of Talegaon in Pune district was draped in monsoon mist. The rain had poured relentlessly the night before, and the Indrayani River, swollen and restless, flowed beneath the old iron pedestrian bridge in Kundmala. This bridge, decades old and worn thin by time, still stood as a lifeline for hundreds — vendors pushing carts, schoolchildren in uniform, and elders with folded hands heading to temples. Around 8:20 AM, as another group of people began crossing the bridge — some shielding themselves with umbrellas, others hurrying to beat the rising water level — the unthinkable happened. The bridge gave way. Screams, Water, and Silence Metal twisted and snapped like dry twigs. In se...