A Distance Stranger, A close friend

A Distance Stranger, A close friend:

Definition of a Stranger: Stranger is a person with whom one has had no personal acquaintance.

My life is not as exciting as others, according to my friends and family I have a regular life or more precisely a boring regular life. They see people who enjoys and sigh on seeing me and wish for me to come out of this boring life. My life is a scheduled life where I go to office in a schedule time, work there and come back to home. For many it is a mechanical life I lead. They even say I have three persons with me they are “I”, “ME” and last “MYSELF”.

A week before I loved this life, I use to think that I had the best life that one can ask for a nice job with a handsome money what else I need and ask for but a strange thing happened in the past week which has changed and shattered my mind my thoughts and took a complete U turn in my life. You must be wandering what has happened?

Well as I write for my blog I wonder in lots of places in the net a week back I was in yahoo chat room, suddenly a ping saying “Hi” popped up, I replied casually greeting the message, both of us had a brief chat and added our id’s to yahoo messenger and went offline. Two days after again the same “Hi “popped up to my laptop screen and the conversation continued.

Walking up to people you don't know and striking up conversation is the social equivalent of skydiving. It's fun, interesting, and risky. Sometime it will change your life. You’ll meet new people, you’ll give yourself control over your social and personal life, and you’ll experience firsthand the joy of living dangerously. How strange it is that we do conversation sitting in front of a computer to habitually starting conversations with strangers on a daily basis?

The conversation that I had accidentally with my stranger is the time of my life. I spoke my views on some very simple topics so as my stranger did too. As the days went by I came to know about my stranger a lots of things, ironically we both share the same thoughts and approach towards people and life. On the very first day as I already knew that my stranger was a female so my admiration, respect has increased on every thought that she poured in the conversation. I never watched time when I was conversing with her but she remembered me the time and we use to get logged off. Strange isn’t it, for me it is as I was losing control over my thoughts I had I use to think I had the most perfect life as I am not a liability to anyone nor I make liability in my life. I too have friends but there is something which is not there in my friends which has attracted me in my stranger. Every time she gets logged off I always forget to ask her about the time for our next chat and like a fool I will be logged in the messenger after my office waiting for her to come online so that I can talk to her endlessly, as I feel so relaxed after talking to her form my working schedule this small piece of time I have with her I feel is the most precious time I have out of my 24 hours.

Yesterday, she told me something which she thought will surprise me but no I was not at all surprised, rather then I will say she is intelligent that she had not her real identity, yesterday she revealed her real name and her identity, she said me she found strange and different that I was the person who never asked her for her photo to see, for me photo is not a criteria for talking to people or liking them as I always believed in one saying “beauty lies in eye of the beholder “ , for me her beauty was her quality of writing poems and stories for me her beauty was the conversation she had done in such a energetic and lively manner, for me her beauty was her intelligent, for me her beauty was the friendship which I fear of losing. I really found a friend in my stranger.

Life of the poor lost in the chain of hope

Today I live in a country where daily I see, I hear people talk developed and a powerful country. But to the contradictory we are not. A myth developed by the media and the top brass people of our country to misguide the educated by putting a showcase of such cities which does not configure or even represents the whole country. They are busy in showing the people living in those cities, their lifestyle lavishly spending of money in pubs and malls.

Few good people in my country think about the villages and the people living there.  Lack of adequate housing and sanitary facilities along with other issues put our poor families at great risk for disease and disability. Prescription drugs and hospitalization is expensive for them. Many living there must choose between food for their children and medicine for themselves. Till today they go by the bureaucrat policies and not by the government policies, the poor and deprived ones do not even know what is going on in Delhi, they don't know what benefits they have as a children of my country. The only thing they know is what babu’s there say. What happens in the end of the days the central money's which are given to them goes in the pockets of this bureaucrat babus's or by the white shirt politicians.

Statistics has always shown the real picture to us. The World Bank estimates that 456 million Indians (42% of the total Indian population) now live under the global poverty line of $1.25 per day. Despite significant economic progress, 1/4 of the nation's population earns less  than the government-specified poverty threshold of 12 rupees per day (approximately USD $0.25). Official figures estimate that 27.5% of Indians lived below the national poverty line in 2004-2005. A 2007 report by the state-run National Commission for Enterprises in the Unorganized Sector (NCEUS) found that 77% of Indians, or 836 million people, lived on less than 20 rupees (approximately USD $0.50 nominal; $2 ) per day which cost half of my cigarette packet.

Disproportionally large shares of poor are lower caste Hindus. Dalits constitute the bulk of poor and unemployed.

Many see the pan-Indian social construct of caste system as a system of exploitation of poor low-ranking groups by more prosperous high-ranking groups. In many parts of India, land is largely held by high-ranking property owners of a particular dominant caste (Brahmanas, Kshatriya) that economically exploit low-ranking landless laborers and poor artisans, all the while degrading them with ritual emphases on their so-called god-given inferior status. Casteism is widespread in rural areas, and continues to segregate poor’s.

Standing water and open drainage and sewer ditches breed disease bearing mosquitoes. Diseases such as malaria, felagia, dengue and others are a constant with the poor. Depression, lost of faith, hope and other nervous conditions are the common problems among the poor. The sense of burden and hopelessness of the poor lead many to commit suicide. We curse our life because we don’t have luxurious things imagine them.