India ki mat le meri jaan.

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Scene 1: My day starts off at 10 AM, I get ready, do my daily course of mail checks and visit the nearest coffee shop to meet friends. On one such day, I meet this new guy, investment banker. That’s some really lucrative job one could get. He tells us his credentials and it took me quite sometime to have my next sip of coffee. I ask him about his job and it seems to be more or less his life and he’s happy to be on a money minting scheme. I see him call for the check and look at his plate only to see that he hasn’t even started to eat what he had ordered. I ask him why and he says, the food is not fancy here.

Scene 2: I usually walk in the evenings, a lot off late, though my physical appearance fails to justify that. The common day scenario includes children coming back to their fortress, teenagers smoking away to glory, young adults finding their so called true love in someone and families, well, its family time. I ask one of my young friends near a pan shop if he has 5 minutes of time to help me find a place nearby, What does he do? Throws away his smoke and helps me find the place.

Yes, I’m being obvious. But being obvious is just not enough for us Indians, is it? No, I’m not going to be gaping about anti-corruption but to instill responsibility.

As a human, you do have pride, ego, maybe a fat paycheck and umpteen attitude, but that doesn’t stop you from having common sense. Yes, common sense is a rare commodity these days because its not a gift but a punishment, for you may have to deal with everyone who doesn’t have it.

I see people go to the US of A and suddenly talk about living life king size, neat roads and a happy neighborhood. What made you dim witted beings to realize that? Because there in the US, people don’t care about each other. They care for themselves and their lives. Try doing that in India and you’re one of “them”.

Its like you are trying to win a war against yourself in India. You try doing something worthwhile, there will be people who might help you out but I can assure you of souls standing there, looking at you, cracking jokes and filling their already narrow minded heads with assumptions and judgments and if you finally do break the taboo and achieve something, Congratulations, you’ve just been upgraded to the next level of being a Rebel.

No, I’m not saying throw your waste in the bins, never waste food, trying donating money, plant a tree, or even to help make someone study. All I’m asking is, stop complaining about others when you have a fault in yourself. Try something new, for instance, this really awesome thing which people fear to inherit called social responsibility.

Gandhi ji tried to inculcate ahimsa among us, which is probably the world’s greatest weapon. Our value and tradition rich country in return, honored him with his picture on every currency note. Isn’t it pretty ironical that his smile on a paper is the soul reason a lot of us make others lives miserable and unhappy?

Finally, I end with simple thought which came through my mind. When you burn or tear a notebook, there is a child really looking forward to write his first words. When you are wasting food, there is one soul who cannot afford clean drinking water, when you litter your roads, there is always a cleaner cursing you. Life is not all about making big money. Its about being aware of what’s happening around you when you try achieving your personal goals. If it wasn’t that simple, try not studying but working from tomorrow for there is no difference between an illiterate and a literate imbecile.

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