- Mr. Khaalnou | Life in city is haste and expensive. Every one is busy….The moment you cross the door, you are likely to open your wallet. A single coin could travel you a mile. Though different nomenclature fences us in our home, this might not be possible. Here, people called us 'Bahadur' or 'Chinky'. Our face, skin and colour were totally different from Delhities, Gurgaonites, Noidians and so on. It's really unfortunate that, we, the north-east usually faced sexual assaults, harassments, molestations, rapes and all kinds of hatreds. This makes life insecure in the capital and its neighbouring cities. There's one thing worth to remember 'Unity in Diversity'. Alas! The aged old enemy of Pupu Gandhiji - 'Discrimination' is still alive. There are good and bad everywhere.
Uncountable questions stricken me. The world seems a bed of roses for those splendid lives. Full of thorns for those who struggles. Choices are wide. Few have self -principles and guts. Yet, some of our guys seek advantages. Our innocent girls were the most vulnerable targets everywhere. Many girls had fallen in traps laid by earthly pleasures and short lived romantics. No one could rescue them out of the pitfalls. Life is a mixture of sweets and sours. Makes my mind, a home of five wives and one husband. My wives fumed smokes of doubts at my home. What, When, Where, Who, Which and How were the restless symbols that wrapped my life.
The art of living is really a life. Once our sweet home, is no longer a destiny land. Sorrows, grieves and angers - sparks every dawn and dusk. The 'Land of Jewels' is replacing by the 'land of bomb blasts and merciless bullets'. Every nook and corner became the battlefield of unknown UG's and well-known Arm Forces. The home trained dogs namely, the State Police, City Police and Police Commandos- hunts for the native youths and the youthful. Besides, the tall Military Personnels were the deadliest rappers of women. Chances are high during operations or curfews imposed publicly. Be careful! If you are thin, you will be suspected. If you are fat, you will be suspected. Don't wear Jeans or Leather Jackets, nor wore helmet - you might rubbed the prison's wall after severe blows on your buttuck or thigh. Jobless educated youths worry day after day. Posts like Peon, Chowkidar, or Sweeper class have thousand piles of application. Corruptions, bribes and canvassing had occupied all the unseen back doors. The petty clerks and PA's are the real boss in any office. To meet Big Boss, make sure to pay 'Chathaknaba'. This is a magical word: the better you use, the more you gain. In the land of 'Sanaleipak', the rich rise up while the poor starves to death. 'Survival of the fittest' is aptly meant for the poor only. A revolutionary soldier to some extent is supportive unless the bullets are miss-used. To die for a noble cause might be far better than starving and facing armies' cruel hand. Is dead, for the youth?
Today, youths had flown far and beyond in search of job and wisdom. In this fast changing world, the world revolves around Privatisation and Outsourcing -which is the buzzword of all livings on earth. The populace of the northeast in Delhi and her neighbouring cities is increasing rapidly. These cities gave ample jobs to our brothers and sisters. Attractive Ads and lucrative jobs hooked them in many ways. With the passages of time, moral characters are fading away gradually. Parents at home became a mere listener to the distant words and tunes of their beloved children. The undying love of our parents should not be forgotten at all. Some parents hesitate to advice them. Money speaks louder! Taking as an advantage, many of us have fooled our parents and relatives. There are some who lavishly spends money; some are crazy after, some had gone astray. And some had fallen into life of darkness and sins.
The north-east people have so many hidden talents. Don't you believe? Explore the city - Shopping malls, Showrooms, Restaurants, Bars, Hotels, Call Centers, Out-door Clinics, Hospitals, etc, you would find a northeast guy or a lady. You would be pleased to see them dealing with their customers politely. The more they sell the better incentives at the end. Talents are gifted assets, which none could destroy nor stolen away. Exploring the business arena and developing it, is what we really need today. Hunting job is quite easier than before, as not in home state. Imagine, if you are at home, you might be null. Being here in the city, you render noble service to the family. Above all you gain much more. A single penny is worth saving! Keep safe your Cash Card!
One bitter experienced…After a weeklong office work, my boss called me in his personal AC room. “Hai Mr…! It's nice to meet you! I hope you enjoy the work. Right?” he smiles at me. “Yes, Sir” was my responds nervously. “Its nothing… but, I just wanna make you feel comfortable” he added. That was one Friday evening last summer. Then, he gave me a cup of coffee and a cake. He enquired about my home, family background and my personal life. We shared our moments lively. He was so friendly; my little shyness had gone. At the last moment when just about to bid bye, he whispered into my ears, “Truly, could you search for me, a Chinky girl for my girlfriend?” I asked him quickly, “What's Sir?” “So tight so cheap!” he screamed in a lively mood. I stood puzzled! And he then bid me bye with an eye-kiss. I asked myself, 'What does Chinky means?' This echoes in my ears and troubles me so long.
Another day, our Team Mates when for outing in the city. And we watched a movie 'Om Shanti Om' in the evening. During the play, two of my friends discussed about their girl friends. They usually visited their girl friends and lodged the night until Sunday dusk. Every thing is free within the four corners! Sometimes, they return back on Monday morning. “Buy a beer you will get a Chinky Girl”, they said. “So cheap so tight!”- was their slogans. It was unbelievable at first, but after their nude photos and their dirty movie clips seen through the handy mobile. “A picture tells a thousand words” flashes into my mind. If all the hearsay is to ink down here, it would be too horrible! Imagine, their GF's, both were from our own land, as how they looks. Dresses might also genuinely impress others. Some of our girls were infatuated with the city guys. It wasn't their religion that we bothered. We are afraid; our sisters might be left abandoned some day. Is there any one, who wants to be the left-over life? Having fun is okay, let's say. Why not, tie-knots with your lover if you really love for a life long? There are churches and temples nearby. No man would object nor react against your marriage. Why not marry legally or in other secure ways? The looser would be you, particularly and your family, in general. Such dirty affairs defiant our religion and our society at large.
Now a days, the practiced of 'Room Mate' or 'Living Together' - is the common debatable capsule in the family, church and society. The other one is 'Visitor or Guest' - a boy visits his GF and vice-versa. This type of visiting is the frequent syndrome found in the metro city life. Many families had taken as unpleasant aura because the pros and cons will flame one day. Some were facing off in this case. This had alarmed the parents at the beginning, but “It's so simple” they says later. When the after effect rises up, they blame some one, not themselves. None dares to justify, why? RM and LT became an eye opener for the blind freshers. Anyway, one should think well before. Maybe, the duo is helpful to each other. In times of sick or problems, one could easily look after the other, and vice-versa. The adorable cares and loyal relationships of duo-mate is quite encouraging to others. A taste of life! Every thing is being taught there… someone's joke! But, if and only if wedding bell rings, one plus one equals, right? Before that, nay!!
The past days had shown unfavorable discussions in our social groups. Opinions have came to be less defective than they once were. By forcing: the Self-Style ladies, Call Girls, Love Birds (eimi girls-non eimi boys), Loose Girls, Free Boys (lazy students), Drug Addicts and the Drunken Masters (alcoholic boys) - on morale ethics is really a bottleneck task. Striking them with by-laws or by stern warnings may not be the best revamped. Doubts are clearer when some of our guys' red-handed six north-east girls last winter. A heated argument smoked the room where they were interrogated rigorously. Their confessions had drawn out the truth and the ugly at last. The tall and beautiful lady remarked, “I just want to attend the night clubs with my friends. I never involved in flesh trade. They were my friends only. I'm just only fond of partying, dancing and drinking beers”. The other girl, who is also a college graduate and the most influential outlook among them; with much reluctantly uttered, “It's only the easy money. I got a deal of Rs. 8000 for two nights. The less I have money, the more I sad often. My father is dead, and I have four young brothers and two young sisters at home with my old mother.” The youngest lady remarked, “I don't have any idea how I came to contact with them. I followed my friends' footsteps”. The rest do not share their opinion. Some times, the value of money can be mistaken. However, money should not fool us. Yet, there were still many in the cities. This is the high profile game, top-most secrets played by some of our n-e girls in the city. It is not easy to identify and trace out, since beyond our imaginations. To deal with them is such another tough game.
There were numerous shocking incidents in the capital as well as in the adjoining cities. Two girls had hanged to death because their lover had left; another married woman with her children left abandoned in an overseas country. This appeared in the news few months back. The miserable tales of our north-east sisters had no full stop at all. Some of our eimi boys had also beaten the Landlord into black and blue just for a minor cause. Most recently, two sisters came from Chandigarh who rented a room was mercilessly beaten up by their landlord at around 3 O' Clock in the morning. Just three nights passed. Their landlord had knocked their door which was unattended since odd hours. Suddenly, the window panes were smashes down by the landlord. When they arose, the landlord started his actions. The two girls got collapsed unconscious. Hearing the incident, the eimi samaritan guys rushed to the site, and brought those two sisters to a nearby hospital. The landlord confidently argued that, “I was knocking the door to ask for the rent fee.” Is this justifiable? Soon the eimi samaritans lodged a complaint of an FIR in nearby Police Station with much difficulty within the day. Still, some n-e girls had been seen lying drunk inside a maruti van parked by a roadside at mid-night hours. Inspite of all these, one eimi single lady had thrown a big party on her birthday leaving behind all those eimi friends and well wishers. Unluckily she was assaulted by her own friends on her birthday. Her birthday turns to a badday! Another young lady dark and tall, yet looks beauty, broke her secrets of her biological clock. The story goes: Her lover abandoned her soon after she conceived a baby. She also confessed that three abortions had been done earlier. This was the pregnant girl's stand point against the run away father. On the other side, the boy (non eimi) boldly defended himself tooth and nail. He even sorted out some names of eimis and non-eimis who were also responsible in making the unwanted baby. Not only this, he stood boldly for DNA Test or Lab Test or any other Test to identify the real father. The young girl stood ashamed before her country men - eimi guys - at the meeting. There occurred a long heated argument between the opposers and the movers. The boy was accused of guilty for being the last invader in accordance with our tribal customary laws. Thus by force he was called to be the child's father. The same thing happens recently, yet, the boy belongs to eimi. What has to be done? The pregnant girl is a Christian from Orissa, where the Christians were tortured, burnt, raped and killed mercilessly like animals by the fanatic Hindus. In Zohills, the Christians killed the Christians! Forgiveness has no place in our heartland. However, the lawless state government makes unnecessary excuses! Many a thousand of Christians, by faith, lived homeless now. Such was her home town. The lover disappeared mysteriously from the girl. The helpless girl was thrown out of her family since then. Now she approached the eimi leaders to nap the prodigal father. She, sometimes, thought of suicide as no option left. She was debarred from her job, since her bulky belly. She is definitely alone. Her sufferings had shown a light of new thoughts. Boys are tough; while girls are soft often. Their beauty charms the male folk. Once the life of a girl is spoil, the rest is full of despairs and agonies - whether known or unknown. Boys usually doesn't care girls after unwanted happens. Boy's often shifted their heart's office. The pain pierced much when it falls on us! Men folk have forgotten the deep meaning of a 'woman'. Don't take woman as a 'World of Man'; otherwise, it could be a hell for you. Charmed by face or figure; by fairness or darkness might not last long. Beauty depends on the eye holder. The loves, cares, selfless sacrifices in romantic days might also have double lines behind. Boy's promises and girl's listen, too. Girl's faith rest on boy's word while boy's faith rest on her sacrifice. Who lose, who gain? Girls many a time, by faith, had fallen under Boy's chest. And boys were fooled by girl's net. Temptations began since Eden. If not, there would be no 'Dead'. How nice it would be? Some people want to test life or everything and pick up the best. Today no one doubts the sanctity of 'Virginity'. How many had protected the fertile land? Many have lost the princely kingdoms to aliens. If 'V-Test' is mandatory for marriage, how many would be marked below? If you kiss or…. some one, what will happen? Or how could you? There's one and only one condition apply, both must 'YES'. If not, you will be stoned or hanged separately. The truth of love is often misused knowingly. Yet, marriage is soically solemnised by the Priests! The most often cited on wedding day is 'Marriage is made in heaven' and 'Let no one break the cord, which God binds'. Is this 'applaudable' or a 'forbidden' word? Who knows, some cords might have been already bitten off by an alien once upon a time! The version of our Bible might be Devil's Handbook or Lucifer's Dairy.
The incalculable damage done to any one by a clever invader and indiscriminate blood pollution is indescribable, indefensible, and unforgivable. Hey Boys! Hey Girls! It's not an attack. It's all about the heart beats of the eimi samaritan guys who care you much behind your shadow. The silent rhymes are hunted for reasons of sound! Our diehard thoughts bombarded us with a couple of breathes. The eimi boys should not turn blind and deaf while the wolves surround eimi girls.
On my way to office one day, I heard a beggar singing to himself, “Bhukhe Pet Na Bhajan Gopela”. I asked my friends to translate it. The meaning was, “The worship of God is of no use to a man with an empty stomach”. “Is it true?” I quarreled myself. The beggar's emaciated body and outstretched arm with a bowl were a symbol of the millions of poor people for whom food is more important than God. Then it seems partially true, indeed. It's a bold step; one has to struggle for one's belly. No bread ever falls. The sweat that one pays has brought the ripest fruits. Thus 'Work is Worship' as long as we live on earth. Remember God, do good!
In near future, 'Send Back Home' might be the ideal way to tackle the problems created by those who set dark images to his or her own our community. However, send back home policy is still a frightening one. It would cause tensions and gets whole families into a periodic flap of one's income. Parents and relatives might be ashamed. Should this type of problems be brought to the surface? Or hide as possible? Or any better idea? Who will be happy to hear unexpected ugly words of beloved sons and daughters? The need for personal reforms should be the debated issue now.
How wide awake! As the day pass by.
[The writer lives in Gurgaon, Haryana. He works in private firm. He can be reached at khaalnou@yahoo.com]
Uncountable questions stricken me. The world seems a bed of roses for those splendid lives. Full of thorns for those who struggles. Choices are wide. Few have self -principles and guts. Yet, some of our guys seek advantages. Our innocent girls were the most vulnerable targets everywhere. Many girls had fallen in traps laid by earthly pleasures and short lived romantics. No one could rescue them out of the pitfalls. Life is a mixture of sweets and sours. Makes my mind, a home of five wives and one husband. My wives fumed smokes of doubts at my home. What, When, Where, Who, Which and How were the restless symbols that wrapped my life.
The art of living is really a life. Once our sweet home, is no longer a destiny land. Sorrows, grieves and angers - sparks every dawn and dusk. The 'Land of Jewels' is replacing by the 'land of bomb blasts and merciless bullets'. Every nook and corner became the battlefield of unknown UG's and well-known Arm Forces. The home trained dogs namely, the State Police, City Police and Police Commandos- hunts for the native youths and the youthful. Besides, the tall Military Personnels were the deadliest rappers of women. Chances are high during operations or curfews imposed publicly. Be careful! If you are thin, you will be suspected. If you are fat, you will be suspected. Don't wear Jeans or Leather Jackets, nor wore helmet - you might rubbed the prison's wall after severe blows on your buttuck or thigh. Jobless educated youths worry day after day. Posts like Peon, Chowkidar, or Sweeper class have thousand piles of application. Corruptions, bribes and canvassing had occupied all the unseen back doors. The petty clerks and PA's are the real boss in any office. To meet Big Boss, make sure to pay 'Chathaknaba'. This is a magical word: the better you use, the more you gain. In the land of 'Sanaleipak', the rich rise up while the poor starves to death. 'Survival of the fittest' is aptly meant for the poor only. A revolutionary soldier to some extent is supportive unless the bullets are miss-used. To die for a noble cause might be far better than starving and facing armies' cruel hand. Is dead, for the youth?
Today, youths had flown far and beyond in search of job and wisdom. In this fast changing world, the world revolves around Privatisation and Outsourcing -which is the buzzword of all livings on earth. The populace of the northeast in Delhi and her neighbouring cities is increasing rapidly. These cities gave ample jobs to our brothers and sisters. Attractive Ads and lucrative jobs hooked them in many ways. With the passages of time, moral characters are fading away gradually. Parents at home became a mere listener to the distant words and tunes of their beloved children. The undying love of our parents should not be forgotten at all. Some parents hesitate to advice them. Money speaks louder! Taking as an advantage, many of us have fooled our parents and relatives. There are some who lavishly spends money; some are crazy after, some had gone astray. And some had fallen into life of darkness and sins.
The north-east people have so many hidden talents. Don't you believe? Explore the city - Shopping malls, Showrooms, Restaurants, Bars, Hotels, Call Centers, Out-door Clinics, Hospitals, etc, you would find a northeast guy or a lady. You would be pleased to see them dealing with their customers politely. The more they sell the better incentives at the end. Talents are gifted assets, which none could destroy nor stolen away. Exploring the business arena and developing it, is what we really need today. Hunting job is quite easier than before, as not in home state. Imagine, if you are at home, you might be null. Being here in the city, you render noble service to the family. Above all you gain much more. A single penny is worth saving! Keep safe your Cash Card!
One bitter experienced…After a weeklong office work, my boss called me in his personal AC room. “Hai Mr…! It's nice to meet you! I hope you enjoy the work. Right?” he smiles at me. “Yes, Sir” was my responds nervously. “Its nothing… but, I just wanna make you feel comfortable” he added. That was one Friday evening last summer. Then, he gave me a cup of coffee and a cake. He enquired about my home, family background and my personal life. We shared our moments lively. He was so friendly; my little shyness had gone. At the last moment when just about to bid bye, he whispered into my ears, “Truly, could you search for me, a Chinky girl for my girlfriend?” I asked him quickly, “What's Sir?” “So tight so cheap!” he screamed in a lively mood. I stood puzzled! And he then bid me bye with an eye-kiss. I asked myself, 'What does Chinky means?' This echoes in my ears and troubles me so long.
Another day, our Team Mates when for outing in the city. And we watched a movie 'Om Shanti Om' in the evening. During the play, two of my friends discussed about their girl friends. They usually visited their girl friends and lodged the night until Sunday dusk. Every thing is free within the four corners! Sometimes, they return back on Monday morning. “Buy a beer you will get a Chinky Girl”, they said. “So cheap so tight!”- was their slogans. It was unbelievable at first, but after their nude photos and their dirty movie clips seen through the handy mobile. “A picture tells a thousand words” flashes into my mind. If all the hearsay is to ink down here, it would be too horrible! Imagine, their GF's, both were from our own land, as how they looks. Dresses might also genuinely impress others. Some of our girls were infatuated with the city guys. It wasn't their religion that we bothered. We are afraid; our sisters might be left abandoned some day. Is there any one, who wants to be the left-over life? Having fun is okay, let's say. Why not, tie-knots with your lover if you really love for a life long? There are churches and temples nearby. No man would object nor react against your marriage. Why not marry legally or in other secure ways? The looser would be you, particularly and your family, in general. Such dirty affairs defiant our religion and our society at large.
Now a days, the practiced of 'Room Mate' or 'Living Together' - is the common debatable capsule in the family, church and society. The other one is 'Visitor or Guest' - a boy visits his GF and vice-versa. This type of visiting is the frequent syndrome found in the metro city life. Many families had taken as unpleasant aura because the pros and cons will flame one day. Some were facing off in this case. This had alarmed the parents at the beginning, but “It's so simple” they says later. When the after effect rises up, they blame some one, not themselves. None dares to justify, why? RM and LT became an eye opener for the blind freshers. Anyway, one should think well before. Maybe, the duo is helpful to each other. In times of sick or problems, one could easily look after the other, and vice-versa. The adorable cares and loyal relationships of duo-mate is quite encouraging to others. A taste of life! Every thing is being taught there… someone's joke! But, if and only if wedding bell rings, one plus one equals, right? Before that, nay!!
The past days had shown unfavorable discussions in our social groups. Opinions have came to be less defective than they once were. By forcing: the Self-Style ladies, Call Girls, Love Birds (eimi girls-non eimi boys), Loose Girls, Free Boys (lazy students), Drug Addicts and the Drunken Masters (alcoholic boys) - on morale ethics is really a bottleneck task. Striking them with by-laws or by stern warnings may not be the best revamped. Doubts are clearer when some of our guys' red-handed six north-east girls last winter. A heated argument smoked the room where they were interrogated rigorously. Their confessions had drawn out the truth and the ugly at last. The tall and beautiful lady remarked, “I just want to attend the night clubs with my friends. I never involved in flesh trade. They were my friends only. I'm just only fond of partying, dancing and drinking beers”. The other girl, who is also a college graduate and the most influential outlook among them; with much reluctantly uttered, “It's only the easy money. I got a deal of Rs. 8000 for two nights. The less I have money, the more I sad often. My father is dead, and I have four young brothers and two young sisters at home with my old mother.” The youngest lady remarked, “I don't have any idea how I came to contact with them. I followed my friends' footsteps”. The rest do not share their opinion. Some times, the value of money can be mistaken. However, money should not fool us. Yet, there were still many in the cities. This is the high profile game, top-most secrets played by some of our n-e girls in the city. It is not easy to identify and trace out, since beyond our imaginations. To deal with them is such another tough game.
There were numerous shocking incidents in the capital as well as in the adjoining cities. Two girls had hanged to death because their lover had left; another married woman with her children left abandoned in an overseas country. This appeared in the news few months back. The miserable tales of our north-east sisters had no full stop at all. Some of our eimi boys had also beaten the Landlord into black and blue just for a minor cause. Most recently, two sisters came from Chandigarh who rented a room was mercilessly beaten up by their landlord at around 3 O' Clock in the morning. Just three nights passed. Their landlord had knocked their door which was unattended since odd hours. Suddenly, the window panes were smashes down by the landlord. When they arose, the landlord started his actions. The two girls got collapsed unconscious. Hearing the incident, the eimi samaritan guys rushed to the site, and brought those two sisters to a nearby hospital. The landlord confidently argued that, “I was knocking the door to ask for the rent fee.” Is this justifiable? Soon the eimi samaritans lodged a complaint of an FIR in nearby Police Station with much difficulty within the day. Still, some n-e girls had been seen lying drunk inside a maruti van parked by a roadside at mid-night hours. Inspite of all these, one eimi single lady had thrown a big party on her birthday leaving behind all those eimi friends and well wishers. Unluckily she was assaulted by her own friends on her birthday. Her birthday turns to a badday! Another young lady dark and tall, yet looks beauty, broke her secrets of her biological clock. The story goes: Her lover abandoned her soon after she conceived a baby. She also confessed that three abortions had been done earlier. This was the pregnant girl's stand point against the run away father. On the other side, the boy (non eimi) boldly defended himself tooth and nail. He even sorted out some names of eimis and non-eimis who were also responsible in making the unwanted baby. Not only this, he stood boldly for DNA Test or Lab Test or any other Test to identify the real father. The young girl stood ashamed before her country men - eimi guys - at the meeting. There occurred a long heated argument between the opposers and the movers. The boy was accused of guilty for being the last invader in accordance with our tribal customary laws. Thus by force he was called to be the child's father. The same thing happens recently, yet, the boy belongs to eimi. What has to be done? The pregnant girl is a Christian from Orissa, where the Christians were tortured, burnt, raped and killed mercilessly like animals by the fanatic Hindus. In Zohills, the Christians killed the Christians! Forgiveness has no place in our heartland. However, the lawless state government makes unnecessary excuses! Many a thousand of Christians, by faith, lived homeless now. Such was her home town. The lover disappeared mysteriously from the girl. The helpless girl was thrown out of her family since then. Now she approached the eimi leaders to nap the prodigal father. She, sometimes, thought of suicide as no option left. She was debarred from her job, since her bulky belly. She is definitely alone. Her sufferings had shown a light of new thoughts. Boys are tough; while girls are soft often. Their beauty charms the male folk. Once the life of a girl is spoil, the rest is full of despairs and agonies - whether known or unknown. Boys usually doesn't care girls after unwanted happens. Boy's often shifted their heart's office. The pain pierced much when it falls on us! Men folk have forgotten the deep meaning of a 'woman'. Don't take woman as a 'World of Man'; otherwise, it could be a hell for you. Charmed by face or figure; by fairness or darkness might not last long. Beauty depends on the eye holder. The loves, cares, selfless sacrifices in romantic days might also have double lines behind. Boy's promises and girl's listen, too. Girl's faith rest on boy's word while boy's faith rest on her sacrifice. Who lose, who gain? Girls many a time, by faith, had fallen under Boy's chest. And boys were fooled by girl's net. Temptations began since Eden. If not, there would be no 'Dead'. How nice it would be? Some people want to test life or everything and pick up the best. Today no one doubts the sanctity of 'Virginity'. How many had protected the fertile land? Many have lost the princely kingdoms to aliens. If 'V-Test' is mandatory for marriage, how many would be marked below? If you kiss or…. some one, what will happen? Or how could you? There's one and only one condition apply, both must 'YES'. If not, you will be stoned or hanged separately. The truth of love is often misused knowingly. Yet, marriage is soically solemnised by the Priests! The most often cited on wedding day is 'Marriage is made in heaven' and 'Let no one break the cord, which God binds'. Is this 'applaudable' or a 'forbidden' word? Who knows, some cords might have been already bitten off by an alien once upon a time! The version of our Bible might be Devil's Handbook or Lucifer's Dairy.
The incalculable damage done to any one by a clever invader and indiscriminate blood pollution is indescribable, indefensible, and unforgivable. Hey Boys! Hey Girls! It's not an attack. It's all about the heart beats of the eimi samaritan guys who care you much behind your shadow. The silent rhymes are hunted for reasons of sound! Our diehard thoughts bombarded us with a couple of breathes. The eimi boys should not turn blind and deaf while the wolves surround eimi girls.
On my way to office one day, I heard a beggar singing to himself, “Bhukhe Pet Na Bhajan Gopela”. I asked my friends to translate it. The meaning was, “The worship of God is of no use to a man with an empty stomach”. “Is it true?” I quarreled myself. The beggar's emaciated body and outstretched arm with a bowl were a symbol of the millions of poor people for whom food is more important than God. Then it seems partially true, indeed. It's a bold step; one has to struggle for one's belly. No bread ever falls. The sweat that one pays has brought the ripest fruits. Thus 'Work is Worship' as long as we live on earth. Remember God, do good!
In near future, 'Send Back Home' might be the ideal way to tackle the problems created by those who set dark images to his or her own our community. However, send back home policy is still a frightening one. It would cause tensions and gets whole families into a periodic flap of one's income. Parents and relatives might be ashamed. Should this type of problems be brought to the surface? Or hide as possible? Or any better idea? Who will be happy to hear unexpected ugly words of beloved sons and daughters? The need for personal reforms should be the debated issue now.
How wide awake! As the day pass by.
[The writer lives in Gurgaon, Haryana. He works in private firm. He can be reached at khaalnou@yahoo.com]
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