Sunday, May 25, 2008

RED GREEN YELLOW

I generally take a rick to get to the office in the mornings. Well, theres this traffic signal near to the office where everyday i get stuck up for 5 minutes. So, everyday thers something to see there. Well, on the footwalk, there is a family ...some workrer family ....who seem to be living there. Everyday i am seeing them. A typical scene there would involve them having water in a small round vessel. They wud be washing 2 or 3 dishes which they have..but before that they wud make sure that they have washed whatever clothes they have in the same water. There are three bricks between which they have stuffed some wood and they are trying to cook something in a broken pot. Thers a mat which is hung up for use at night. Its fully torn and the kids are seen playing with some pebbles they colleected along the way. They do not have any clothes on and probably they will grow up yo become the way there parents are. I feel ashamed of myself writing it all, coz theres nothing that i am doing for them.
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There are heaps an heaps of people all over ... its all about survival. They work in the day....whatever they get they feed themselves...they get back to sleep wherever they get place..on the roadside...on the footpath...inside the big round pipes...on the sand piled up for construction work...thers no stopping. And well...no wonder if some drunk guy drives his SUV over them.
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Yess....here in this place people generally dont take up anything well. If you are trying to help someone..make sure you be ready to be hit back..i was at this train station yesterday..long queue..i had to wait half an hour to get the ticket itself. There was this old man standing in the front..so well he dint have change and the person refused to give him a ticket after bullying him. The old man(he wsnt very old..but old enugh to be called old)...just muttered something..he looked pretty helpless...coz it meant he wont be getting the ticket unless he got the change. Ok...I just offered that i will buy him the ticket instead. WEll...maybe this is something i shudnt have done coz all i got back was screaming and embarassment. So helpiing here is a crime. So you do nt have to try this. This is not the only experience ..thats why i am saying this. Mumbai is not a very friendly place...people seem to be all preoccupied with themselves. They see..but they ignore. Thats the way it is darling!!
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Pretty long time has passed since i just put up something here in this space. Maybe just that i did not get anything to muse about, because life these days seems to be a routine work trying to find a much needed balance between work and trying to catch up with other things. Now this is something that might be hard to explain and maybe people struggle whole lives to have this. IS IT??
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Well..i have been reading books and the book that i am reading now is " Wrestling the Dragon" which is about the XVII Karmapa, the kid Lama who fled away form Tibet. Its something thats of interest to me coz i think i have been alway been fascinated and excited to learn more about Buddhism.. about Tibet and should i say...History?? i am not very sure about this. So, thats what i am currently doing now.
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Office front....ya i m holding my ground betwen everyday tensions....bullies. BULLSHITS! There is talk going on that my office might be shifted to a new place and if this happens, this might take me more than an hour travelling to the place. Duuuuuudeeee....now where does that land me up!
the kingdom of deep shit???