SO here I am...writing almost good 8 months after my last post...Allow me to rephrase that...I am writing ON my BLOG after almost 8 months. I have been writing...and thinking. It is a perennial process. It ends up in my journal, only for personal viewing, but some of my thoughts seep in to the ever expanding world wide web....
So after all the blog reading about the whole SLUMDOG aspect, absorbing different viewpoints, watching the movie..TWICE...once with a friend from the communication background....and the other time alone..co-incidentally I had a companion in this French Lady, who is also a translator of Indian books written in English..to french.
First time watch I got very justified criticism and appreciation for the movie..the next time gave me a different outlook to India.
A country of masses. Of distinct variety. Of Juxtaposition of races and cultures, a melange of traditions, an epitome of heritage, the yearning for learning, the open gates for knowledge, the transfusion of ideas, the openness to be a part of the world.
Where are all these thoughts hailing from? Yesterday, After a long day, i decided to give myself a much needed break and go to the gurudwara, Bangla Sahib, with the serenity around its "sarovar" (lake), and the tesselation on the marble floor, the smell of the sweet prashad, the silence amongst 500 other believers, it was the next thing to divinity.
That thought lures me everytime i pass the Holy Place.
Just outside, street urchins loittering on the street walking hand on shoulder, barely 4 years old...holding a cigarette.BLASPHEMY. To make matters worse, I heard one saying, "its ok...its just for 4 rupees."
The childlike innocence of their strut and demenour changed into this adultrated version!It seemed they had already lived their childhood. So have most other kids.
The result? Entry Into Juvenile Homes, and after googling out what happens in these homes, I dont know what is worse. Let them be exposed to the menace of the "Oh so wonderful world" or expect them to be rectified of thier mistakes in the "safety" of the Juvinile homes.
So here I am, sitting on my a**e "thinking and writing" what COULD be done....while everything is already being done outside...
I think to myself...how helpless do I feel...and then the cliched.."But what Can ONE person do to improve it all...."..........
Saturday, April 4, 2009
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