The Roof of Hopes Crushed

The Roof of Hopes Crushed

Cu-ckoo cu-ckoo cu-ckoo

This sound by a bird is the alarm clock of thousands of people living in slums.
Another day the sun comes up. The summer mornings are beautiful unless you are a day laborer living in your dark dungeon of a place. It was a total of one room. You could finish the whole place in mere 5 steps. The kitchen was outside on the small narrow street. I need not tell you where they excrete, you can guess yourself.

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It was around 5:30 in the morning. Ram got up and sneaked out of the place without waking up his two little kids. It was his morning ritual for the last one year, to wake up and walk 2 km to the well. On his way was a large neem tree from where he used to break a small branch and clean his teeth while keeping enough in his pocket for his kids. From the well, he draws two buckets of water for the whole day, which consisted of cooking, cleaning, and drinking. His kids were always up, by the time he gets home.

It was a regular day for Ram. He prepared breakfast for his kids which usually consist of two burned chapattis. Kids never said a word about the chapattis being burned or not having enough water for the day. They managed. Like the millions of people all over the world living in slums manage. A year ago, Ram’s wife used to take care of everything, Laxmi. She was the perfect housewife to the imperfect Ram. She used to take care of the morning to late night chores.

She died from dengue a year ago. The dengue-causing mosquitoes fly below the bed level. But for Ram and his family, there was no bed level. They all sleep on the floor. What else do you expect? They didn’t have the luxury of a bed.
Sonu, the elder child was in class 5th while the younger child, Ashok, was in 3rd class. They reach school by 8 am which was an open garden enclosed within walls so that kids don’t escape. It was more of a place where laborers like Ram sent their kids just because they cannot take care of their kids in the daytime.
Ram and other workers assembled at a place outside the slum from where the contractors would hire them for a daily wage. Some days Ram lifts bricks, other days cleans hospitals. He found himself fortunate to at least find work. There were days when he had to just sit for the whole day and there was no work.
Ram was already in debt of a bulk of money which he spends on his wife’s medical expenses. He had to pay two contractors and the owner of the grocery store.
Today, Ram was working at a construction site for one of the contractors he owes money. Construction work is the most difficult work to do in summer time. The weather was cloudy by afternoon. Light wind was blowing. It was a relief for everyone.
At sharp 5pm contractor came.
Ram needed some money so he asked his contractor for some.
Contractor replied saying “You are not even getting today’s wage. You owe me a lot of money now. From now on you’ll have to work for me for a year to get rid of this debt. If you want money then go ask somebody else.”
Ram worriedly said “But, Sir I don’t even have anything to eat at home. My kids will die of hunger. Please, I beg you. I’ll return all your money as soon as possible.”
“Did I say to have kids? Why do you people have kids when you can’t take care of them? Don’t ask money from me, for a year now. Let your kids die. Anyway, they will have to live in debt from the money you owe everyone.” The contractor said before leaving.
Ram was in huge debt to almost everyone he knew. He didn’t have a penny in his pocket. He tried asking for money from his fellow workers but everyone denied.
He stopped at the grocery store on his way back. Like always he got his ration for the week packed. Just before leaving the owner stopped him.
“Where’s the money for all this? And when are you paying your debt?”
“I’ll return your money in a few days.”
“No, I want my money now. Otherwise, leave this packet here and leave. I’m giving you a week to pay the rest.”
“You know me. I’m a good person, don’t do this to me. I have two kids waiting for me.”
“I don’t know anything. Your excuses never end. I can’t help you anymore.”
“Please sir, please.”
Owner snatched the packet from him, leaving Ram no choice but to sleep empty stomach today. This will not be his first time. But, it was about the future about which Ram was worried. He had no money. Where will he get more money from? He had sold his entire wife’s jewelry last year.
It was a long walk home. His mind was looking for solutions. There were none.
He reached home and found his kids having two sandwiches in their hand. Sonu rushed to his father.
“Dad, here take this.” giving him his sandwich.
“Where did you get this from? Did you steal? Have I taught you this all these years?”
“Dad, stop. We would never do such thing.”
Ashok the younger kid excitedly told his father. “Today, an uncle and an aunty came to our school celebrated something with us and distributed sandwiches to everyone. All the kids ate their sandwich at the school but, we brought ours home so that we can all eat together.”
Ram got tears in his eyes. They were standing just outside the house. Ram went inside without saying anything to the kids, while the kids stood confused.
“Dad, Are you okay?” Ashok asked.
“Yes, I’m fine. Why don’t you two eat your sandwich and then we will pray.”
“Will you have some? We will divide this into three” Sonu said.
“No, I ate on my way here. You two go and finish.”
Both the kids sat in the corner and ate their sandwich in silence. Ram was looking at them and thinking about how things turned out for today.
Just like every day, all three of them walked to the temple close to their slum to thank God for everything.
Ram prayed “Just like today please God take care of rest of our days.”
Just when they came out of the temple, strong gusty wind started blowing. They could see the lightning every other second. Ashok got scared from the sound of the thunder. Ram was holding him in his arms. They rushed to their home filled with dust. As they entered the narrow street, Ram saw roofs of many houses displaced by the strong winds. Ram was praying every second for his home to be all right. Just as they reached, he went to his knees, taking Ashok back on his feet. There was no roof. Some of the items were lying outside the house. The wind was too strong for the weak houses of the slums.
Ram was crushed. His hopes were crushed. His mind was numb.

 

Ashok and Sonu started collecting their things. Ram couldn’t move watching everything happen. Just when nothing more can go wrong.  It started raining heavily. Ram stood up and held hands of both his sons and went under the shelter opposite to his house.
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I hope you are all doing well and if you are then you are not among the 880 million people living in slums. Find a way to serve and help others. If not now, then maybe in the future. 
If you want to add anything then the comment box is open for everyone.
Let’s make this world a happy place, not by criticizing others but by bringing a change in ourselves.

Adding another soul? Think about it first

Adding another soul? Think about it first

They are one of us and one in a million in fact. Gloomy they might look but the fire in their hearts still wants to last. Yes, they are the children of someone’s wrongful past or maybe someone who couldn’t keep up with the world’s pace. Have you ever thought of adopting a child?


The answer might be no. But I want to ask, why is it so? 
 
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In this overpopulated world, you want to add another soul while the ones already here are looking for a way out.

I want to ask, Are they not the god’s child?

Do they not deserve a peaceful life?

The world is changing, so should you. Try adopting a child and put a smile on an ever gloomy face. I assure you will feel good for the rest of your life. He will be your son or a daughter, nothing’s different nothing’s changed. Make someone’s life worth living by doing a small act.
 
Go visit an orphanage and see some kids, meet them, greet them, most importantly look at the smile on their faces, when they see you.
They must be thinking you are here to take them home. Home- a place they have never seen. All they know is someone will come and take them along. But, does that happen more often? No, it does not. Why are we so headstrong on the way things have been going? We are ready to change values that do not suit us well, but why don’t we change this mentality of having our own child.
 
Mahatma Gandhi said, “Be the change you want to see in this world.”
 
Let’s change the way we think about adoption. Let’s break the old rituals and create a new dawn for the ever gloomy orphans who need our help.
 
So, I ask you, Are you planning on adding another soul to this planet?

"Is He Quitting or Are You the One Making him Quit?"

“Is He Quitting or Are You the One Making him Quit?”

Is it okay to keep someone waiting forever just for a yes? 

A girl can’t always blame the right one for quitting. Maybe it’s you who made him quit. Maybe he just couldn’t stay a sideline forever. Maybe he needs to know that you love her. Maybe just a yes can change everything for both of you. Maybe he keeps thinking that you don’t love him. Maybe that’s the thing which might push him away.

And when you really need him after all those years, he might not be the one what he used to be.
So Just ask this simple question to yourself and if you get the answer then do go and tell him.



“Is he the one quitting or are you the one making him quit?”


If you love someone then you don’t have to keep it to yourself, just because you are scared of some shit to happen. If you love him then there’s nothing to be scared about. If he deserves your love then don’t wait for the perfect moment, make this moment perfect.


We tend to live in a fear of making things worse by getting into a relationship. But, what if not getting into one is ruining everything?

Don’t be scared of change. It might be lead to all the good things this time.

Horrors of Future

Horrors of Future 

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Someone whispered into my ears
“Please, help me!”
I was terrified, finding myself alone.
I could hear the sobbing.
I sensed dejection.
I could hear him saying, “I’m not worthy of being here.”
My hands started trembling, heart started beating briskly.
I saw someone afar. He was crying.
Calling me by my name. He knew who I was.
I started moving slowly towards him.
He stood there facing the other side still crying.
I was close enough to hear everything clearly.

“I’m not who I should be. I’ve become something else. I was supposed to be a kind person. See, I’m a monster now.”



And he turned.
I fell on my back. Heart in my mouth.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. He was sitting behind me. I screamed in horror.
It was me. The person crying was me. Grey hair, long beard, face half burned filled with wrinkles. But, it was me. I could recognize myself.

I became numb. Couldn’t move my body anymore. I just closed my eyes to avoid everything.
I could see him again with my eyes closed. He was there standing in front of me.

“You’re afraid of yourself. This is what you’ve become for all the sins you’ve committed. For all the sins you’re about to commit. You thought you were different. But you’re not. You are like everyone else sinning every step of their way. Hoping there’s no one keeping records. Lost the sense of gratitude, forgotten the only task of life; Serve others. I hope you change. I hope you change my destiny. I hope the records turn positive before you step here. I can just hope.”

I stood numbly while everything started disappearing.  The old burned me was gone before I could say anything. I heard a knock, and it amplified until I woke up.
It was 2 am. I was alone in the house.
I opened the door.
There was no one.
I came back inside sitting on the couch filled with horror of what just happened.
Maybe it was just a dream. But, what about the knock on the door? Maybe, that happened in my dream. I couldn’t distinguish between dreams and reality. Maybe it was just a reminder of change.

Why reading books is important for teenagers more than ever?

Why reading books is important for teenagers more than ever? 


According to me, there are four major reasons for why you should be concentrating towards spending a little more time on reading books (not just textbooks).

  • The habit of reading 
  • Improvement in personality
  • Imagination
  • Language improvement
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Let’s talk about every point in detail.

1. The habit of reading
You might have noticed that most people including myself and you are not interested in reading even our textbooks because of one simple reason that it’s boring. We would rather opt to watch a video on YouTube regarding the same topic rather than putting our head in some textbook. While the videos are a great way of expressing everything but it will still miss some details here and there. The fact that videos are originated from the text only, it is better to learn from the book rather than watching a video.

Furthermore, if you start reading books, novels blogs that you like, you will eventually generate a habit of reading which will be very helpful in the long run. The number of words read and understood per minute will drastically increase if you generate a habit of reading. Start by reading some interesting books and then move on to the books that can change your life, about that let’s discuss in the next point.

2. Improvement in personality

You would have heard the famous quote

“Today reader, tomorrow leader.”

It has been said by various leaders all around the globe over and over again that you should at least read a book in one month time.

Yes, you can start with books that are interesting but try to switch to self-help books as soon as possible. You most probably will be thinking that I don’t need any help, I’m good the way I am. Well, I don’t disagree at all but, there’s always a scope of improvement in each and every individual. There are a number of books that will help you change your perspective towards your personal and professional life. Books like; the seven habits of highly effective people, the monk who sold his Ferrari, deep work, etc., Will surely transform the way you have been living and turn it into something that you have always aspired to be.

3. Imagination

Have you ever noticed how you move into a parallel universe when you are reading a book? Let’s talk about movies for a second here, In movies, we are just stuck to the way the director wants us to think. There’s not much to expand the way we are thinking.
But books take us to an all new level of imagination. Here, you create your own world by imagining about what you are reading. Also, it is now scientifically proven that reading a book can improve your brain activity while increasing your imagination.

4. Language improvement

Well, I don’t consider this to be a very important point and most importantly you don’t even have to work towards it. It is just an added advantage to all the other benefits you will be receiving by reading a good book. Reading books also improve our hold on a certain language as you will be reading various books by different authors. So, you eventually increase your dictionary by learning new works from every book that you read. Who doesn’t like something for free? Isn’t it?

So, I hope you have understood why it is important to start reading books and most importantly, books that will add value to your life.