31 May 2008

I GO ON...

The morning news hour says that the National Capital is expected to be sealed by protesters… I go on...

The morning paper claims millions dying in Myanmar.. I go on...

Friend 1 had called and said he had quit his job because he didn’t like it. I go on…

I heard about this Friend 2 who claimed that he quit because he was ill treated at his workplace. I go on..

There’s this friend 3 who has been asked to leave his company, and who’s on desperate job-hunting mode. I go on.

I see a six year old carrying a box, visibly too heavy for him.. and I am sure that was child labour. I go on.

I remember this 80 year old woman who was begging on the streets of Chennai. I go on..

I also remember catching a glimpse of this “mad” man I saw when I went to Madurai. The man who waves the national flag (or was it the Gandhian flag?) every evening for as-long-as-my-friend-could-remember.. I go on..

I see all this hue and cry about the rise in fuel prices. I think of the 20+plus+rupees subsidy that the Government provides us, and people shouting at the Government! Ya, rite.. There are many people who still don’t get food to eat. And the media coverage is all about Petrol and Diesel! (Can’t blame em.. Those channels were started for ‘viewership’ too, I guess.. Profit, not people..) Well, I go on..

I see I don’t like to code my days.. Yet I go on..

I see children begging on the streets of Bangalore. I still go on.

I see people who speak the same language dying across the strait. Shouting for help, not getting any. Taking to violence, getting the odds stacked against them. Killed our Prime minister, didn’t they? I don’t know. I was a kid then.. Oh well, I go on..

I see all this furore in national and regional politics about things of no value. I still go on..

I see farmers dying, I see an all time high in urban corruption, pollution and crime. I still go on.

I see women of India crying for characters in Mega-soap-ventures on TV, and turning a blind eye to all that happening on the streets.. Recently, I saw a woman push a child to the ground because the child (perhaps 4 yrs old) was “touching” her while begging. “The little robber! These are the creatures that become robbers in the future…”, she told everyone around her. The child was crying… Who wouldn’t become a thief, if this is how the World treats him? I close my eyes for a minute, pray to God and go on.

I see people still getting that 25 or 50 rupees per day for wages, when inflation cuts their throat. I still go on.

I see the Government declare Special Economic Zones to aid MNCs… those that create solutions for conglomerates. Those which provide this techno-luxury to the world, luxury compared to all the problems that we face in our country. I see all necessities at the “aam-aadmi” level being ignored. Man, A lot of Indians still die of debts and hunger everyday. I somehow manage to go on…

I go on..

I go on developing and testing software, and providing after-sales support for the customers. I do these, that are of no value to either the country or the world. Why would you want to optimize luxury when you see basic necessities going out the window? It’s about increasing the GDP? This quasi-improvement? Go to hell, It’s about the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer.. Don’t blame any one else.. It’s me, It’s YOU, it’s every single person who’s contributing to it.

We don’t need nano technology. We don’t need to spend years researching on how AIDS can be stopped. (I mean, that’s a good intention, but not first priority..)

We need to ensure food for all. We need to stop this concept of people dying of Malaria, or worse.. fever.

Think about it.

I still go on, immune to all that around me. Can’t hold on for long...


“The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in times of great moral crises maintain their neutrality”. – Dante

Hell is just getting HOTTER!

22 May 2008

Momentumum updated !

Madurai tour added to the Outer ring road incident...

U know where to go!