Life.....
Since few days i was thinking wat a human thinks.... what is his requirement... and what is the limit to his satisfaction... Then i was thinking about our so called proud culture.... we boost in front of the world about our culture....but i feel the truth is we are not even following a part of our culture... then y are we bosting in front of the world... To be frank ours is hapless condition like a hybrid crossed animal caught between a mixture of cultures. No one knows what is truth nor wants to know the same....i see people go to temple and pay 1000s of rupees to god a stone statue.... y does god require money when he has created the whole stuff? on the other hand the same person is not ready to spend a single 1rupee on a person who is dying in the streets....is this our culture? We boost ourself of a growing economy....i would say its growing on others money...until the foundation of anything is not strong.... we cannot grow... a country where in kids are put to work and where in women are not been treated in paaaar cannot grow.... we see even today that a women is treated like a slave..... we have the godesses.... we pray the stone women but when it comes to a living one she is stoned.....our culture never thought this....
our culture thought us... to live in harmony with respect to every living entity.... i never see that today i can only see greedy humans....living to snatch anything no values.... is this life?
It so happend that through a friend i got an opportunity to go to an NGO where in kids from railway platforms were resquied..... all kids were of age around 8-15 years... i could still see the innocence of kids in their faces.... when i went there my eyes fell on a group of 3 kids who were crying.... what a pitty.... they wanted to tell something but no one understood what they r telling... they just kept crying a fear of homeless in their eyes could penetrate my eyes......they had run from their homes from orissa... and the only language they new was oria... how sad they have come around 1500kms from their home and don't have a peny to go back.... i felt this is when a kid misses his parents.... the 3kids were influenced by a contractor who made them to run away from their homes and promised them a job....in tamilnadu... the reason for these kids to run away was poverty.... a poverty which gives an individual the meaning of life and the value of food..... their parents were peasents with no lands to farm....they worked in the lands of landlords probably.... this is the begining of the story of my mother land....
These 3 kids landed in tamilnadu and were put to some chemical factory probably a factory which prepares crackers or something else not shure...... but good thing was they were paid a reasonable amount of money around 2.5k..... but in india saftey at work especially at small organizations is never even considered..... these kids were exposed to harmful chemicals as a result of which they lost their appetite and also i could see burns in their hands and legs.....how sad poverty makes innocent kids to work without even knowing what is the consequence..... looking at the innocent kids i felt i will never burn crackers in my life.......With the money they had they managed to run away back to their home...but this time the contractor promised them a better job and had them landed in bangalore.... where in there taken to a remote place outside bangalore into a factory where in they were harrased to maximum and even beaten up and were stollen all off their belongings..... and left to die for themselves..... i was thinking like how can a human do this to a fellow human....does not he even has a bit of curtosy? Is this life? earning lots of money and dying one day living everything over here..... one good friend who knew oria managed to talk to these kids about their problems and he was off great help.....in knowing the details of where they came from and stuff.... and i hope the NGO takes care of handing them back to their family? but are we shure that they will not run back again?
I saw one more kid his name was sayeed... he begged in front of me to take back to his home.... this was the perfect case of an innocent kid running away from home because of parental behaviour....he has 4 brothers all well settled he is the yongest and is around 10yrs of age.... he ran away from home because his mother died and his father married again and the step mother was very curel on him....and sent him to work..... felt how sad.....these women are shame in the name of mother.... how can she force a kid to work... what if she is step mother? is she not a human and cannot she respect a kid..... these kids are fed with the most dirtiest thing on earth the cast...religion....
I hate the word of cast....religion....it has taken soooo many life and still it is not happy..... people are fighting in the name of god.....how sad when i see educated people talking about caste i feel sick....our culture never thought us about caste and only told there is no bais to god...all are his creations....Caste to me is just a set of principles to live this life and nothing else...First of all i am getting sick of the word god.... i am no more able to see him in the idols of temples... when i see an innocent lying on roads.... and a statue being decorated with lots of food prepared to god.. i feel sick..... i feel who wants it more rather?
One kid i met managed to give me his residencial contact number that was the only thing he remembered he was from ahmedabad...he had run away from home because he got less marks.... how sad....when i spoke to the parent there were no limits to their happiness...the mother had found back her kid..... a great moment of satisfaction for me....but lots of things is left untouched..... until there is tide of change in the minds of humans nothing can be changed..... the greed only disturbs the peace of mind....the faster the human knows that happier he is......i plan to go to these places and talk and do some help to these innocent kids on every weekends.....i just want to say look around u.... u will find ur god.... this country has a great culture....dont spoil it in the name of caste and greed..... respect life......
our culture thought us... to live in harmony with respect to every living entity.... i never see that today i can only see greedy humans....living to snatch anything no values.... is this life?
It so happend that through a friend i got an opportunity to go to an NGO where in kids from railway platforms were resquied..... all kids were of age around 8-15 years... i could still see the innocence of kids in their faces.... when i went there my eyes fell on a group of 3 kids who were crying.... what a pitty.... they wanted to tell something but no one understood what they r telling... they just kept crying a fear of homeless in their eyes could penetrate my eyes......they had run from their homes from orissa... and the only language they new was oria... how sad they have come around 1500kms from their home and don't have a peny to go back.... i felt this is when a kid misses his parents.... the 3kids were influenced by a contractor who made them to run away from their homes and promised them a job....in tamilnadu... the reason for these kids to run away was poverty.... a poverty which gives an individual the meaning of life and the value of food..... their parents were peasents with no lands to farm....they worked in the lands of landlords probably.... this is the begining of the story of my mother land....
These 3 kids landed in tamilnadu and were put to some chemical factory probably a factory which prepares crackers or something else not shure...... but good thing was they were paid a reasonable amount of money around 2.5k..... but in india saftey at work especially at small organizations is never even considered..... these kids were exposed to harmful chemicals as a result of which they lost their appetite and also i could see burns in their hands and legs.....how sad poverty makes innocent kids to work without even knowing what is the consequence..... looking at the innocent kids i felt i will never burn crackers in my life.......With the money they had they managed to run away back to their home...but this time the contractor promised them a better job and had them landed in bangalore.... where in there taken to a remote place outside bangalore into a factory where in they were harrased to maximum and even beaten up and were stollen all off their belongings..... and left to die for themselves..... i was thinking like how can a human do this to a fellow human....does not he even has a bit of curtosy? Is this life? earning lots of money and dying one day living everything over here..... one good friend who knew oria managed to talk to these kids about their problems and he was off great help.....in knowing the details of where they came from and stuff.... and i hope the NGO takes care of handing them back to their family? but are we shure that they will not run back again?
I saw one more kid his name was sayeed... he begged in front of me to take back to his home.... this was the perfect case of an innocent kid running away from home because of parental behaviour....he has 4 brothers all well settled he is the yongest and is around 10yrs of age.... he ran away from home because his mother died and his father married again and the step mother was very curel on him....and sent him to work..... felt how sad.....these women are shame in the name of mother.... how can she force a kid to work... what if she is step mother? is she not a human and cannot she respect a kid..... these kids are fed with the most dirtiest thing on earth the cast...religion....
I hate the word of cast....religion....it has taken soooo many life and still it is not happy..... people are fighting in the name of god.....how sad when i see educated people talking about caste i feel sick....our culture never thought us about caste and only told there is no bais to god...all are his creations....Caste to me is just a set of principles to live this life and nothing else...First of all i am getting sick of the word god.... i am no more able to see him in the idols of temples... when i see an innocent lying on roads.... and a statue being decorated with lots of food prepared to god.. i feel sick..... i feel who wants it more rather?
One kid i met managed to give me his residencial contact number that was the only thing he remembered he was from ahmedabad...he had run away from home because he got less marks.... how sad....when i spoke to the parent there were no limits to their happiness...the mother had found back her kid..... a great moment of satisfaction for me....but lots of things is left untouched..... until there is tide of change in the minds of humans nothing can be changed..... the greed only disturbs the peace of mind....the faster the human knows that happier he is......i plan to go to these places and talk and do some help to these innocent kids on every weekends.....i just want to say look around u.... u will find ur god.... this country has a great culture....dont spoil it in the name of caste and greed..... respect life......
3 comments:
According to me there are only two castes: Cultured and Uncultured
yes ...good thought...some wat similar ways only 2 castes humane...and unhumane....
This blog..I liked a lot..
Good thoughts..
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