something that made me wonder?????

During my visits to my aunt’s house in Mumbai, I have seen many hijras or transgendered people in the trains clapping their hands and begging for alms. Their presence always made me feel uncomfortable and sometimes even terrified me.

During one particular visit, I don’t recall when; a group of hijras approached me begging for alms. I had a firm resolve not to give them any money.
Thinking that they would not understand the language I speak I told my mother in Tamil, “They look so fit and fine can t they do more dignified jobs?”. Immediately, to my surprise one hijra shot back at me saying “ we are ready even to sweep the streets, but are you ready to employ me? Even educated people like you don’t want to employ us then how else do you expect us to survive?” my mother wanted to avoid an argument, so she immediately handed to her a five rupee note and got rid of her.

But her words made me wonder why this community is neglected and slandered in our country, which is so diverse.
A hijra’s presence is considered auspicious during weddings and childbirth, they are otherwise seen as nuisance. The society shuns them for what they are, and they are exploited both physically and financially.

The society does not accept them for what they are, so they are forced to resort to socially unacceptable professions like begging and prostitution. for example : The other day a hijra was not allowed to enter a ptc bus.

How could somebody be prevented from using the public transport ?????

It would make a big difference if we treat them as fellow human beings with kindness and just as we would treat anybody else.

On the other hand, we should restrain from giving in to their indecent and unwarranted skirt-lifting behavior by giving alms.

A thought

I came across this passage i dont know where but i thought i should make a mark of it

Attitude
By Charles Swindoll

The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say of do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company…a church…a home.
The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past… we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude… I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it.

The ultimate escape

On 31st october we ( ie my friends - mahalakshmi,shilpa,tara and I) decided to do the bravest things in our lives. I shall narrate to u the whole thing that happened .
i wrote a poem on what happened.
just read it (its not perfect poetry and cannot be grouped under any class of poetry)



here it goes:

It was the day befor diwali the 31st ,
just 2 days after the bomb in delhi had burst.

It was soo morose and sad ,
adding to it the weather was very bad.

After the heavy rains had hit my city(chennai),
everyone decided to get into the mood of festivity.

Four days of holiday didnt seem enough at all
everyone was busy shopping in the malls.

Amidst all the fun we had,
there was this man who got all mad.
All that he wanted was dicipline
He was our vice-principle oduppa.

He announce monday was a working day
and all our happiness faded away.

All the way i went to college,
thinking i would be the only one
to my surprise my friends had also come.

The few teachers who came did not have
much interest to take class.

A few boys in my class tried to escape
but it was futile ,
(coz the gates were locked)

After a lot of contemplation
we decided to run out of the college.

we were'nt bothered about the 1km walk
coz we had sooo much to talk.

We finally reached the bus stand
where we saw our ohter class mates stand.

There a van going to thiruvanmiur was waiting,
so we got in without hesitating.

Finally it was thiruvanmiyur that we reached,
so we decided to go to tara's house
which was next to the beach.

Excieted and amazed by our bravery
we ate diwali sweets and sovouries.

What we did wasnt something great ,
but it was an unforgettable experience
with my mates.

hi i am back to normal

I am back to normal at last. My comp has started to work properly after a long time. and i thought i should again start blogging .