I have often come across people whose actions and behaviors have left me speechless. I guess that it is our own past which has made us what we are. We are the children of our own deeds. Conduct has created character; acts have grown into habits, each year has pressed into us a deeper moral print; the lives we have led have left us such as we are to-day. I've realized that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences we've had and what we've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays we've celebrated.
How often have we stopped to think that sometimes the people we expect to kick us when we are down may be the ones to help us get up. Our life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know us. I've learned that writing, as well as talking, can ease emotional pains. So, I decided to pen my thoughts to all you readers about what I really feel deep inside me. You may or may not agree with me on many of the points that I put across in writing. Well, but that is how I look at anything from my perspective. The paradigm we live in is not all that is offered to us.
Going across the newspapers I come across enough number of our politicians, bureaucrats and would-be statesmen in the near future, trying their best to put their names in the front pages of the top Newspapers. They start with donating their hoarded treasures to temples, in the name of religion when in reality there are scores of people who are below the poverty line, looking forward to someone who can earnestly help them with some funds for their heart transplant, or a major operation.
I would like to know what is the point in showering God with so much of wealth when he has unaccountable prosperity to himself? God does not want anyone to give him these. I am sure this is one way of escaping the Income-Tax sleuths from plundering their homes. There are people who want to build silver and gold doors for the famous Balaji Temples, then a diamond crown for Shirdi Sai Baba. Where has the sense of helping the mass of humanity gone from these people's minds? I am ashamed to say that this happens in a developing country like India.
I travel by the local bus most of the times. One fine day I sat by the window seat and from a distance I heard the wail of the ambulance signal. Most of the car drivers in India turn a deaf ear to the pleas. Either it is a minister going on his rounds that has caused a traffic Jam or it is just that people have this "Don't Care" attitude. The wails began coming closer and it so happened that it was just out my window seat. I peered to see what was stopping the ambulance from moving further. The sight that caught my eye got my blood boiling. I requested my bus driver to wait a while until I boarded the bus. Being kind enough he agreed. I alighted from the bus and began screaming at the problem in hand. One of the car drivers was talking on his mobile and had parked his car in a way that had blocked the ambulance. My screams were enough to give a boost to all the co-passengers in my bus. Eventually he had to move to the side.
What little time did the precious life in the ambulance ever have? How come, people are so inhuman? This is incredible INDIA!!! I know each one of you, reading this, must be feeling the same way too well, you feel tired of everything, overwhelmed and helpless. You may be going through such trying times, you feel blinded. I sat down in the bus and decided for myself...If ever there was a time to pray, this is it. Prayer changes things and belief in God can and will hold you up in such an amazing way when nothing else seems to work. I prayed for the person in the ambulance.
I wish people showed some compassion. We are all connected. When we listen to each other and agree to disagree, when we show compassion and help each other out, we grow as a person, a city, a nation into an amazing world. As human beings we each have a unique and grand contribution to make to this world if only we are able to see and accept it ourselves.
I would like to share a few observations with all you readers:
I live in a Nation:
where Pizza reaches home faster than Ambulance & police,
Where you get car loan @ 5% ON THE SPOT and education loan @ 12%, AFTER UMPTEEN NUMBER OF VERIFICATION.
Where rice is Rs 40/- per kg but SIM card is free,
Where a millionaire can buy a cricket team instead of donating the money to any charity,
Where the footwear, we wea, are sold in AC showrooms, but vegetables, that we eat, are sold on the footpath,
Where everybody wants to be famous but nobody wants to follow the path to be famous,
Where we make lemon juices with artificial flavours and dish wash liquids with real lemon.
Where people are standing at tea stalls reading an article about child labour from a newspaper and say,"yaar bachhonse kaam karvane wale ko to phansi par chadha dena chahiye" and then they shout "Oye chhotu 2 chaii laao....." [Guys, those who make children labour, should be hanged, and the next minute they are the ones who shout "Hey Kid, get me two cups of tea."]
INCREDIBLE INDIA!!!!!
So, Readers you know how Incredible is INDIA!!!
