In a couple of days I would be leaving for Bangalore. Hopefully the boring life which I have been facing for the last some months will come to an end and I will get busy and find a new meaning of life.
During the last some days I have been doing a lot of thinking-some good and some bad but mostly revolving around the surroundings which affect me. Things like illiteracy and poverty have been haunting me.
Some days back I went with my parents for shopping. I picked up 4 moustache jeans and wanted to buy all of them because each one of them had a new look. But my mom settled for only 2 jeans citing the reason that my waist is never constant and I already had many jeans. I was very angry at her-so angry that I refused to have dinner and headed straight for home.
On the way our car stopped at a traffic signal and I saw a semi naked child banging his hand at the window pane. His body was soaked with dirt and there were tears in his eyes. I turned my gaze so that the kid goes away - but the signal turned green and the car moved.
I remembered the incident again when I wore one of the jeans the next day. Here I was who refused dinner because I was angry with my mom and there was that boy who had to run in the middle of the road, semi clad, with the hope that someone will give him a rupee with which he can eat something. Here I was who wanted jeans because they had something new in them despite of having loads of other clothes and there was that kid who would consider himself lucky if he found something to wear. I felt guilty of myself.
Why does such disparity occur. I have no might of my own - I am what I am because of my parents. I dont contribute anything in the fact that I lead a good life and yet I have the audacity to turn my gaze away from that boy.. And yet I have the courage to tell people whom I see begging to earn and live a good life when I myself am so lazy that I just go about ordering things around.
We have it in us to lecture people but not once do we think that what if we were in their place. I am not telling that I believe in giving alms to anyone and everyone who asks for it, but it at least gives my brain a racking.
Can I do something to help these people? And I get the answer as a big NO. I cant do it alone. I still dont know know whats gonna happen to my future then how can I think of others. I have plans to set up an NGO but its just that - a plan. What the hell am I doing right now? I am frustrated. I am angry at myself. What I propose that some of us unite and do something. A few days back I gave some of my friends a treat because I was leaving Calcutta. Absurd.. Now it will sound so but I never thought twice before giving the party. I feel guilty now. I am not saying just give the money to the poor but we can at least help in setting a small shop or something for them. Its just a thought but I am sure if we unite we can help them. I have never done anything like this before and I dont know if I will be able to do so. But I will try and make a difference. A thing started is half done and I promise that I will try and start things around while I am still studying. I know I will do something in the future but why wait for the future?
P.S-I wrote this before coming to Bangalore.
During the last some days I have been doing a lot of thinking-some good and some bad but mostly revolving around the surroundings which affect me. Things like illiteracy and poverty have been haunting me.
Some days back I went with my parents for shopping. I picked up 4 moustache jeans and wanted to buy all of them because each one of them had a new look. But my mom settled for only 2 jeans citing the reason that my waist is never constant and I already had many jeans. I was very angry at her-so angry that I refused to have dinner and headed straight for home.
On the way our car stopped at a traffic signal and I saw a semi naked child banging his hand at the window pane. His body was soaked with dirt and there were tears in his eyes. I turned my gaze so that the kid goes away - but the signal turned green and the car moved.
I remembered the incident again when I wore one of the jeans the next day. Here I was who refused dinner because I was angry with my mom and there was that boy who had to run in the middle of the road, semi clad, with the hope that someone will give him a rupee with which he can eat something. Here I was who wanted jeans because they had something new in them despite of having loads of other clothes and there was that kid who would consider himself lucky if he found something to wear. I felt guilty of myself.
Why does such disparity occur. I have no might of my own - I am what I am because of my parents. I dont contribute anything in the fact that I lead a good life and yet I have the audacity to turn my gaze away from that boy.. And yet I have the courage to tell people whom I see begging to earn and live a good life when I myself am so lazy that I just go about ordering things around.
We have it in us to lecture people but not once do we think that what if we were in their place. I am not telling that I believe in giving alms to anyone and everyone who asks for it, but it at least gives my brain a racking.
Can I do something to help these people? And I get the answer as a big NO. I cant do it alone. I still dont know know whats gonna happen to my future then how can I think of others. I have plans to set up an NGO but its just that - a plan. What the hell am I doing right now? I am frustrated. I am angry at myself. What I propose that some of us unite and do something. A few days back I gave some of my friends a treat because I was leaving Calcutta. Absurd.. Now it will sound so but I never thought twice before giving the party. I feel guilty now. I am not saying just give the money to the poor but we can at least help in setting a small shop or something for them. Its just a thought but I am sure if we unite we can help them. I have never done anything like this before and I dont know if I will be able to do so. But I will try and make a difference. A thing started is half done and I promise that I will try and start things around while I am still studying. I know I will do something in the future but why wait for the future?
P.S-I wrote this before coming to Bangalore.
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