On the night of 31st of Dec 2006, I just finished reading Anne Frank's Diary.It was quite a coincidence since Saddam Hussain was executed the previous day.I felt remorse envoloping my interiors.Yes, for the death of millions of jews masterminded by Hitler, and also for the death of Saddam Husssain , who was responsible for the death of 148 Shia Muslims. Somehow , these deaths troubled and disturbed me more than the death of my cousin brother ,three months back, who lost his life at the young age of 20 , because of kidney failure.I could not fathom how one human being could steal the life of somebody else.
Strangely, I found the answer to my question in my own self, or rather made me ask a thousand more questions to myself.
I profess love, I want to help the underpriveleged children,I talk of peace. I cheat myself.If I so want to bridge the divison, why does the sight of a ragged sweeper fill me with disgust?If I so want to love others , why do I cringe at the very mention of the name of some of my peers. If I so loudly talk of the injustice done to the animals used for testing in the labs, why do I relish the chicken curry my mom makes?
On Christmas eve,I happened to go to the shopping mall with a couple of friends.If there is anything I could notice, it was the truth in the phrase ,that the rich get richer, and the poor get poorer.I wondered how we let our senses control our brain , not vice versa.The sight of flashy jewels, expensive clothes,the splendor of Pizza Hut,(not the joy of taste, cause my mom cooks better) seems to be so overwhelming, so attractive that we end up spending the entire salary on such trivial things, things that hardly last a moment.When 60 percent of the population strives to meet both ends, when millions do not even get to eat a decent meal on a festival night,when hundreds of orphans living in destitute homes find nobody to love them , how could we be so insensitive.I was going through a couple of NGO websites. I found a wonderful scheme to help, by an organisation named SOS.You could contribute Rs 250 a month, help educate a child, interact with him/her and track his/her progress. It sounded lovely.It was the cost of one pizza , Treat for Two , only , that this time it really was a treat for two , you and the young child.
All it takes, is a realisation, a realsiation by every being.The disorder in the world, the unmanaged traffic on the road, the loud voices , the gun shots, everything is a result of the combined entropy of our minds.
Only, if everybody could learn to love everybody else.
Sigh.... once again I am cheating myself.Only if I could learn to love everybody else.
5 comments:
don't be hard on yourself, if one thinks about somebody with a genuine interest, it is fine. i do not say that it is sufficient, but think abt it, not many would do it either...
on the other hand, one cannot do much abt these issues, let them be as they are.
well written. These are the thoughts one should really ponder into and work towards a better INDIA.well written....
hey... really deep stuff, girl.. well written.. i sometimes also feel the same way.. in fact.. i'm signing up for A NGO which deals with AIDS awareness in Madagascar.. maybe you'd like to join??
Yeah its true. We all consider being a prefect person, an ideal one. But greatness is a virtue not easily obtained....
Also, personally I feel that there is nothing wrong in these, well, not-so-ethical feelings....
Nobody expects you be to be perfect...to have all the good Just have good qualities and the bad ones shall be neglected....
Even the greatest person in our era (in mui opinion) Mahatma Gandhi had loads of negative qualities.... but he is considered great for his positive ones.....
Hoping to continue the discission...
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