Mirage

Life ~ Mirage
~ A wasted illusion right from the start.
~ Hopeless romanticism of a hopeful heart.

Though the former is reality, I choose to live by the latter.

Monday, March 2, 2015

In Search of Peace.



I lie down flat on my double bed, too much comfort, a glass of cool water, the whole room to myself with more than I could ask for. A room full of possibilities. The only thing I have to do is get up and work or learn or just show a little enthusiasm. But here I lie, procrastinating. Every day. Lazing around in luxury.

And there are kids, out there, right now, who are scourging for items in the garbage dumps; deprived of schooling, food and basic things that I have taken for granted all my life. What have I done to deserve what I am reaping? Zilch. What have those kids done to be deprived of their basic necessities? Each child deserves to get access to opportunities, like you and I got.

I vow. I am not going to die without having done at least the tiniest bit to bridge this unfair gap. I am just too directionless to start alone. Is there anyone out there who wishes to take this forward? Anyone with any thoughts on this? Anyone?





2 comments:

  1. I read it too late. I hope you figured out how you go about doing it. If not, take a look at these NGOs - Bhumi, make a difference. All the best.

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