Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Poverty


Life is rolling and I am just going with the flow without much thoughts or deliberation.
Everyday is just passing by and my to do list currently has only 3 things :
1. Get up
2. Survive
3. Go Back to Bed.

I feel life has just become too monotonous and I keep on cribbing about things which I feel are nothing as compared to what people around are going through. Infact I should be happy about what I have and what god has given me. I guess as you read you will be clear about what am I talking about.

Today morning on the way to office I saw this small girl of 5-6 years of age begging along with her brother in the local train.Looking at her I thought there should be some one to take care of her rather then she begging and taking care of her brother. This scene and many other things together made me write this blog.

When I saw that girl i could think of innocence, curiosity, helplessness, hunger and ........
Lot of hunger but no food to eat,
No spare clothes to change after bath,
A need for shelter but not having one,
Suffering from illness but can not buy treatment,
Fainting of hunger and dreaming for a mouthful of rice,
Searching warmth in cold flesh in winter nights,
Two mouthful of rice and three children

All that I saw in the train led me to think about this and write about it.I happened to discuss what I saw and what I think about what I saw with a friend and he said, "Mayuri I appreciate your writing skills and the way you think but what is the use just thinking about it what are you doing to help those kids", and I had no answer to it.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Stranger to ME is ME

Trying hard to be with myself rather than avoiding myself
Trying strong to be more aware of me and my habits rather than numb them
Want to be more with myself then I was ever before

Still have a lot to discover
A lot to explore
A lot to know
A lot to share with myself about myself

But why am I so scared of being with myself
Why am I being a stranger to myself
What is it that makes me so lonely with myself
When I am the person who knows myself more then anyone else
When I should be my best companion
What is it that makes me so scared of being with myself

Why do I always search for company when I can be my best companion
Why do I have to try hard to be with myself?
Why do I have to try hard to be with myself?