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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Dance of poverty, Traffic and Traffic lights


Yesterday,my Dad came for some official work in Gurgaon, He had some meeting and all that stuff, so i took an off from my work and was the official driver of the day...Though i love driving but driving in Delhi is a hellish experience .......its a complete nightmare.....!!!
So, as we started a bit late in the morning in order to avoid the office hour traffic.But unfortunately there was a flood of cars on the road, huge traffic jams on DND, on the ring road,and every place of Delhi and NCR. It appeared as though a river of cars flowing on the roads. There was no end to the traffic...Cars moving bumper to bumper as if tryin hard to crawl on the road. Inspite of all the pain, some people cannot stop themselves from changing one lane to another.
Anyways, as we were moving or crawling towards our destination, we stoped at one of the red lights . As usual the salesman, the booksellers, the flower seller and of course the beggars knocking at our window panes. It is a regular site for all the commuters stopping at traffic signals.
What caught my attention was actually a SITE, it just happened that a shabbily dressed girl, knocked at my window to grab my attention and as usual asked for money.Though i never look into their eyes, but on that day i looked at her and told her No.Soon the girl went from one car to another, finally she stood near a car, with a chauffeur and a man sitting at the back seat. The girl tried reluctantly hard to get some money but the man instead of a SIMPLE NO, opened the door of his car and hit it hard at her that she fell on the other car,soon the traffic started moving and she had a narrow escape from death.
Though i am not patronising the beggars here but IS this Humane.................???
I don't know what state of mind was that man in...?that it made him do so.......... but the question here is Why did he consider her life to be worthless.................???
If something happened to that girl who would be held responsible for it......???
Though these people do all the tricks in order to grab attention, they swap their kids, steal , put bandages etc......to show their misery and gain sympathy.
The dance of Poverty can be seen on every nook and corner but its highly visible on these red lights. These kids are born there, their parents, grandparents, and their siblings are into this profession only. These kids ,right from the young age have mastered the art of begging.
Though whatever meagre amount they earn, is the only source of income for the family.

I am not aiming this post for requesting public or asking NGO's to work on this direction or start giving them money. Neither am i askin to help them come out of this poverty and brutal life. But it was a sight that made me SAD, it showed that some of us do not have a heart even to say a simple No.
It was hangover that will be with me for days to come......
I simply fail to understand why some people behave so brutally......!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Chill ....!


"Curiosity kills the man"i guess holds true for me.In my zest to help a person in need or well as it seems to be.... took such ugly shape ................which was beyond imagination.A small comment to cheer up a person ,unseen and unheard can land me up in such a trouble...
At times when you see....ah! read somebody so troubled , u r touched down by the misery of lonely heart.It was not something out of the box,or tryin to be modest ... its humane after all......isn't it??? It was just a humble approach to sympathise. I felt that i was in the same frame of mind and there is nothing wrong in helping a deserted soul...!

But ........it was completely Contradictory, Unimaginable, Surprising and Disappointing too,when sensible people waste their time in contradicting each other just to prove their own ego's.
I completely edited this post after reading a comment on soul's blog.its ridiculous to laugh at smbody's pain and its equally offencive to say SORRY.Does it hold any meaning to such emotionless people, who makes a mock out of others misery??.
I believe in KARMA......"Whatever you sow so shall you reap". I think some people needs complete cleaning of their mind, body and soul.Time changes and so does the situations ....its easy to mock but difficult to console...i did not understand the HUMOUR SENSE of your comment.Lastly, i would like to add that you are always alone even in the crowd.
still i want and hope things to settle down soon.......................................................................................................!




Monday, July 7, 2008

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Flashback...!

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I never realized that time flies so quickly , as i was thinking of my good old days, i went to my home town. My mom asked me to take a look at my old stuff as she was thinking of discarding them...
I went into flashback mode as i opened my old cupboards filled with books n loads of papers.
I came across my dairy in which i used to make all my daily enteries. i felt i was such a silly girl..! , scraping down my life on pieces of paper......i found the smallest n tiniest thing still kept the way i left them.
As i blew away the dust of time........ it unveiled the sweet old memories of my past. I still have collection of cards my friends gave me .....my autograph book.....in which i used to take autographs of my favourite teachers n those who were my inspiration, my scrap book with details filled by my closest friends.............., old photographs with my classmates..., my report cards...,my poem book.... fortunately my passion for it died due to lack of time, small tokens from my first crush safely kept as memento , pasted in my diary and every unimaginable stuff....ahh!
Seeing all that stuff,i felt as if i had travelled in the by lanes of my childhood...i felt a bit stupid and childish.! but then it had such simplicity and innocence bestowed into it
In this fast paced life, full of infidelity, filth and hypocrisy ,we often miss such simplicity, such innocence...that we carry in our past.I almost idol worshiped, one's whom i love and care.They were all unsung heroes of my life.Childhood has such melody and music to itself but it loses its lustre as we grow up.I wish if i could bring the soul of my childhood back into my life again..

An extract from one of my poems i penned down years before...............

If i could read his mind,
I would have wandered, to know the things untold,
If i could read his mind,
I would have known the un-surpassing truth,
If i could read his mind,
I would have known the depth of unfolded layers,
If i could read his mind,
I would have known the truth of my reflection,
If i could read his mind,
I would have known the saga far beyond convention,
If i could read his mind .
I would have eased the pain of wounded heart,
But alas!
I can't read his mind,
I can only see the symphony of mind in despair........................

rashmii

Happy Birthday 2 me.....!



June is the most warmest month of the year but this year thanks to global warming or whatever or thank God..............! it was quite pleasant......................
Birthdays are most specials days weather u r young or old......................though its a process of aging but we do enjoy.............isn't it????
plenty of phone calls, gifts n loads of surprises esp from unexpected peoples.
I love everythg bout this day. it makes me feel special.....
But when i was giving my board exams it brought lot of fear and anxiety coz the percentage wud decide my mood for party....during my school days ,i cud nt enjoy my birthday much with friends as it use to fall during summer vacations.
So thankfully atleast there are few good things when you grow up.
Though the process of aging is one of the bitter truth of birthdays but who cares............in a way you are becoming wiser and more experienced. Learning the do's and don't of life.
The learning process is never ending as Life....We keep commiting mistakes but we keep learning from them too...
At times, i feel growing up brings solitary life with it .all the loneliness and boredom.
If i go in the flashback mode then i wud say,College life was the best years of our lives, the wonder years. ek dum bindass!..............ah..!the good old days.We really had good times with my gang of friends.
College brings the real cool memories of loads of masti... n fun....I wish if life at that point wud still down and we can remain restless souls forever with no tensions and no regrets...........