snippets :
* I was coming out of the mumbai airport in an autorickshaw after booking tickets to delhi, basking in the glory of India Poised / Globalisation / WTO / privatisation of airports (and lots of other things) and feeling elated at having given some meaning to my life by winning a free air ticket. On the traffic signal I saw one girl about 6-7 years old, in tattered clothes and was begging for some money. She put her face close to the window of the merc standing just next to my rickshaw and by folding her hands around her eyes she peeked into the car and was continously murmuring 'hey madam please ...'. She did not get anything and once the light turned green she left towards the road divider and went over to the other side of the road. Don't know why I did not feel any pity rather one thought struck me : will this girl ever be able to ride a car let alone fly on an airplane. I am sure any benefits of the progress and development that the country makes are infinite years away from lots of people like this girl.
* Had the luck to listen to Nandita Das at WIMWI in their cult fest. The people from dramatics / classical music / theater etc have an eerie calmness about them. She was perfectly poised and talked at length about her life and her style of choosing only the most remote and unknown movies, her social service. Especially touching was her narration of incidents which took place when they had arranged for a game of cricket and tour to pakistan for a group of street children.
* In the campus, people have gone crazy over solving case studies and other contests and are busy pocketing decent (worth one party) sums of money. I have full confidence that some of them have still undiscovered pschizophrenic problem, they have invented imaginary colleges and are solving case studies of their own making. They have wasted gigs of memory for only powerpoint and MS word documents . Even Google would have surrendered to their searching apetite.
and so the life goes on and so do we ....
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3 comments:
some days ago..cming bac frm south mumbai..my bus was stuck in traffic near santa cruz...a plane soared overhead onto the runway...the old man sitting in front of me followed the plane's trajectory and then continued staring at the fenced wall. sitting there i thought possibly he would never board a flight, does he want to? or is he scared of it..there are so many pepl who would see the planes landing and lifting off each day and never sit inside one. i could have been one of them...would it have mattered to me then..
so true...thr is a class who has multiple cars in thr driveway n thr is one who even not aware of d source of thr lunch or dinner...n its d daily routine for dem.irony is dis wot all we can do is to wish a better life for dem or/and a coin of one rupee...n dats d way world is around us !
@anu I believe otherwise giving a coin or two makes life worse for these street kids as they are bound to this life of misery rather it is suggested that one participates in organised social work to help the street kids .. things are debatable but this is what i think.
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