Little Hands, Hopeful Eyes

Hopeful eyes, or hopeless... i could not decide. can you?

I don't know who he is.. I don't even know his name.. Nor I asked.. 

How can i ask.. I was so numb..

Why do we feel so ashamed sometimes? So ashamed that we cant speak, cant meet eyes with someone.

On a usual evening, I met a traffic jam on my way back to office and suddenly I saw him, standing on a footpath with fresh jasmine flowers in his hand, with a smile fresher than his flowers. I see these street children everyday. But it never caught my heart the way it caught this time.

I was looking at him with no expression or emotion in my heart.. I was just staring at him, out of boring cars and shouting people because he was the only thing around that entertained me, His smile was very innocent very bright, very compelling.. As a selfish Human Being, I was looking at him just for my own entertainment.

Suddenly, A bike rider fell down, and his bike was all over him, When this kid runs over and helps the bike rider, He gives his little hand to the bike rider, helped him get up and helped him with the bike as well, simultaneously holding and balancing the stick with flowers which he was selling in the other hand.

Now the bike rider was back on bike, the little boy gave him a smile, But without saying thank you or a little pat on the boy's back he hurried on his way and the boy started counting his flowers.. 

It was almost like someone has slapped me hard and realization hit my face what am I doing? What are we doing? Where are we going? This child was between 9-12 years of age standing on a footpath selling flowers. Does he deserves that? Doesn't he deserves books in his hands? Doesn't he deserves to be in a school? He is an innocent child, if he can not fight for his right why cant we do that for him? Can we think of the same future for our children? would we be able to bear this if this happens? would anyone of us will let our 12 year old go out on the street...ah.. Thinking of it makes my spine cold.. Why we cant feel anything for others? We are Humans, We talk about change everyday, we get so much from our country everyday? How numb we have become? How cold blooded we have become? I started looking at him again, with a woken up conscience, which I know was temporary as usual. Tears ran down my cheeks but I wiped them before anyone could see.

 I feel ashamed of my existence, my Education, my morals.. What have I done up till now? Nothing..

If I am a literate, I have not used it for others and consequently not for myself if I haven't spread it.

My education has no value until I have not fulfilled its core purpose.

If I have chances, I have not used them. If I have contacts i have not used them.

If I have pen i haven't used it. If I have social media I have not even touched it.

Education was his right and he was deprived of it, He was a child labor as well.

He was selling flowers to people, but nobody was taking out thorns of illiteracy from his painful destiny.

He was helping people, but nobody realized he deserves to be helped.

He was doing his part, being an 12 year old he is helping people on roads with his little hands, he is selling flowers spreading fragrance love and freshness, and at the age of 26 what have I done for him or millions of children like him? even when it was in my hands.. I didn't do anything..

Even when I was not able to meet his eyes, I called him, i asked him to smile for the camera when I myself have tears in my eyes. He was looking at me surprised.. I bought flowers, he was giving more but i asked him to keep them with him..

He taught me Enough.. Enough..Enough for a life time..

The Wandering Soul..

The Wandering Soul..

I feel like a wandering soul,

Away from

The plastic people

And the concrete buildings

I feel like a wandering soul

Far away..

From the shadows

Lost in the valleys

Chasing rainbows

I am a wandering soul

No one can hear

When I shout

I am the odd one out

I wander away

Where no one knows me

Where no one shows me

The directions

Where no one does my

Corrections

Where no one gives me

Dictations

Where no one tells me

about 

The rights and Wrongs

Do's and Dont's

My Wandering Land

is my safe heaven

where,

there is no one but me,

My safe heaven

Where no one

Questions,

My existence

My worth

My values

My thoughts

My dreams

I wander aimlessly

Here to there, and There to beyond

Surround & Around,

And even more beyond

all directions are mine

all notions are mine

where,

There are no windows

Only open doors

where,

there are no boundaries

but

Only limitlessness

Infinity

and

freedom

I wander deep into

My thoughts and my dreams

I wander lost into

My memories I cherish

My memories I Regret

I see things

 That no one can see

I feel things

That no one ever feel

Away from the plastic world

Away from the mocking world

I have this land

where I feel safe

Where I feel lost

I am a wandering soul

Lost in my own world

I am a wandering soul

I feel safe when I lose control

I feel safe

when i find my self 

astray and faraway

In the land of lost..

The Alchemist - Follow your Dreams!

The Alchemist is all about listening to your heart and Following your dreams. It is about "Your Personal Legend" which is what you have always wanted to accomplish but you never strive for it, you never go for it.. this personal legend is what you need to find within yourself, It is about the idea that: "when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it". This very concept is the core theme of the book.

A magical, enchanting and inspiring novel by the famous Brazilian writer Paulo Coelho, Translated and published in 1993 broke records of selling and still exists as a best seller to date.

The novel revolves around a free spirited Spanish shepherd "Santiago" who longs to travel the world. After having recurring dreams, which compels him to go out in the World and find treasure meant for him. He sets off on a journey, where he meet different people. He meets A King, A Gypsy and an Alchemist whilst his Journey and all of them direct him on the same path and same spiritual quest of finding .. "The treasure at the foot of Pyramids"

There are uncountable lessons that Santiago along with the reader learns, there are people whom he meets, He fells in Love with an Arabian girl the places, deserts, oasis, forests, Tangerines. Every aspect of life which we come across is depicted in and through the incidents of Santiago's Life.

In the end the boy in the story who was searching for his treasure, despite the long travels and experiences, find his treasure not in the place where he suspected it to be, but in the place where he came from. Apart from the worldly earthy treasure he discovers a far greater treasure of wisdom, self knowledge and enlightenment.

The story of Santiago is an eternal testament to the transformation power of our dreams and the importance of listening to our hearts.

Genetically modified organisms (GMO)

GMOs, or “genetically modified organisms,” are plants or animals created through the gene splicing techniques of biotechnology (also called genetic engineering, or GE). A GMO plant has been genetically altered using genetic engineering techniques, and is commonly found in crops such as corn, soybeans, cotton and canola. In general, these plants are modified to express a resistance to herbicide, which can be beneficial to farmers, allowing for less work so more crops can be harvested.

It is also argued that GM foods can provide a solution to global food problems and make farming and processing more affordable and efficient.On the other hand,we should not only concerned about the possible human health implications, but changes in food composition could have a dire effect on the environment and biodiversity.


 

Many of the foods we buy at the supermarket contain imported GM ingredients. They can be found in chocolate, cheese, chips, bread and salad dressing to name but a few.

Impacts of GMOs on the environment:

Over 80% of all GMOs grown worldwide are engineered for herbicide tolerance. As a result, use of toxic herbicides like Roundup has increased 15 times since GMOs were introduced. GMO crops are also responsible for the emergence of “super weeds” and “super bugs:’ which can only be killed with ever more toxic poisons like 2,4-D (a major ingredient in Agent Orange). GMOs are a direct extension of chemical agriculture, and are developed and sold by the world’s biggest chemical companies. The long-term impacts of GMOs are unknown, and once released into the environment these organisms cannot be recalled.

In U.S., GMOs are in as much as 80% of conventional processed food.   

Wrinkles..

Wrinkles, Cracks & Forks..

Wrinkles on your face..

Cracks in your heels..

Forks on your forehead

have become permanent..

telling the stories..

of sufferings..

that u had in all these years..

Pains,

Sorrows,

and worries,

vivid in your expressions

dreams of your youth,

graved in your eyes

shadowing your smile..

Your voice so low..

as if..

you are afraid to speak

perhaps..

protecting the cracked heart you carry

which might break into pieces

and you might

let go..

of what you have suppressed for so long..

Home..

Home.. 

Saying it only makes you feel cosy and comfy.. The people who had have this experience of staying away from home are the ones who can truly explain this feeling.

Many of us get homesick while we are away from our home, but there are people who just get sick of home because they don't want to stay there and even more strangest of the people are those who get homesick when away and sick of home when they are at home. There are reasons and these reasons are either self made or made by people around us.

There is home within home as well, may be your room, or a corner, or a balcony of may be simply just a chair, without which we feel homesick. 

There is home within some people as well, no matter where you are.. If you are with them you feel like home..

Home is not static, home is where you see it, home is where you make it, home is where you feel it is. 

Make home everywhere possible, make home in hearts and above all be home to other people.. 

SCHINDLER'S LIST

"Whoever saves one Life, Saves the world entire."

                                                      -Hebrew Saying

Out of many movies made over the subject of Genocide of Jews  in World War II  (1939) by Nazis, I have always found "Schindler's List" is the best among them.. Its about List of slave labors who were saved by a Nazi Businessman.

 Its about a Greedy Member of a Nazi Party who is a profit oriented Businessman. He uses Jews as free Labors in his factories by hiding them in the factory with help of the other Nazi people involved. By keeping Jews as slave worker in his factory, telling them that they will be saved from the Holocaust, He earns a great fortune out of it, but later in the movie he is shown spending most of his fortune on saving his Jewish workers from their destined death.. 

Oskar Schindler's story  is of a greedy  Nazi War Profiteer, who cries with regret while going back to his country, that he should have saved more people using his wealth.

The whole movie is not only a wonderful depiction of this true historical figure and event,but it has alot more to offer.The movie is amazingly inspiring yet surprising because of the facts that:

1. Its a true Story

2. It revolves around one great subject, yet telling story of all other objects

3. All other movies are mostly about brutaly Murdered Jews it is about the person of Nazi Party

4. The protagonist is the antagonist, He is the Nazi, He is the greedy one yet he is the Hero.

The movie is an extraordinary life-like depiction of how lucrative profiteer transforms and started caring about his workers.. Humans.. and the worth of a Human Life. His heart changes and changes to such an extent that he spends all his money for saving the Jewish people, and even after that he regrets in the end and reduces to tears that he should have saved more when he could. 

The movie's end is the best ending a movie can ever have where While flying back to his country he kneels down on the railway track and cries and tells his manager Itzhak, that how sorry he is he could not save more people. The last dialogues are everything in this movie and "Liam Neeson" proved what he is capable of.

Oskar Schindler: I could have got more out. I could have got more. I don't know. If I'd just... I could have got more.

Itzhak Stern: Oskar, there are eleven hundred people who are alive because of you. Look at them.

Oskar Schindler: If I'd made more money... I threw away so much money. You have no idea. If I'd just...

Itzhak Stern: There will be generations because of what you did.

Oskar Schindler: I didn't do enough!

Itzhak Stern: You did so much.

[Schindler looks at his car]

Oskar Schindler: This car. Goeth would have bought this car. Why did I keep the car? Ten people right there. Ten people. Ten more people.

[removing Nazi pin from lapel]

Oskar Schindler: This pin. Two people. This is gold. Two more people. He would have given me two for it, at least one. One more person. A person, Stern. For this.

[sobbing]

Oskar Schindler: I could have gotten one more person... and I didn't! And I... I didn't!

The people who were saved back then because of the Schindler's List, and their generations still pay respects to his Grave for what he did for them.. and for himself.

Diary Of A Young Girl

The Diary of a Young Girl (also known as The Diary of Anne Frank) is a book of the writings from the Dutch language diary kept by Anne Frank while she was in hiding for two years with her family during the Nazi occupation of the Netherlands.
Anne Frank received a diary as a gift from one of her presents on her 13th birthday. She began to write in it on June 14, 1942, two days later, and twenty two days before going into hiding with her father Otto, mother Edith, older sister Margot, and another family. The group went into hiding in the sealed-off upper rooms of the annex of her father's office building in Amsterdam. The rooms were concealed behind a hidden door.

They were betrayed in August 1944, which resulted in their deportation to Nazi concentration camps. Of the group of eight, only Otto Frank survived the war. Anne died in Bergen-Belsen from typhus in early March , about two weeks before the prisoners were liberated by British troops in April 1945.

Anne Frank's diary is among the most enduring documents of the 20th century. Initially, she wrote it strictly for herself. The diary was retrieved by Miep Gies, who gave it to Anne's father, Otto Frank, the only known survivor of the family. The diary has now been published in more than 60 different languages.

 The Diary of a Young Girl remains the single most poignant true-life story to emerge from the second World War.......

I SEE PEOPLE..

I see people..

I see people everyday and every time i see them i find it hard not to be surprised over the fact that how strange these human creatures they can be.. How unpredictable.

I see people who cant see others in pain, they take their pain and cry with them, i see people laughing over sorrows of others and i see people who come into action once they see some injustice or sorrow, I also see people who use other people and they never feel guilty about it..

I see people and i wonder what goes on in their mind right now.. are they thinking about, money, weather, career, family? are they thinking about bringing happiness to someone? are they thinking about bringing pain to someone? are they happy? are they sad? are they anything at all?

I see people smiling, i see people crying, i see silent people, i see talking people, i see people in pain i see people with success, i see people dying with handwork and i see people doing nothing at all just playing with gold.. I wonder why world is so unjustified, and i wonder if world really is unjustified?

I see small people and i see big ones and small ones, small in wealth, big in health, small in character, big in sources, and i get troubled deciding who is big who is small..

I see people the way i want to see them. I see my reflection in people.

what i see in people its inside me. I am one of people. i am everything that i see.

I am angel, I am devil, I am selfish, I am generous, I am me, I am People.

New Start

Tomorrow is a new day and a new start to make things the best they can be!!! Let someone know what they mean to you before its late.... :)

World is a strange place, At one moment you are stranger to new people and places and in the other you are just inseparable. This is a living magic that exists in this world, its just we are unknown to it. Once you know it you are addicted to it.

People who stick to their surroundings, and never going out in the world, never meeting people miss this magic. The magic of making friends, getting used to of new places, and finally finding it hard to fall go apart.

Unknown Places, Beautiful People, Beautiful contradiction of emotions, waiting for us to be explored. :)