A few days ago I had been to Sunderbans, the largest delta region in the world. The visit was a part of my college documentary on sanctuaries and a initiative taken to save them. The scenic beauty around was a pleasure for eyes with species of so many kind and types all around.
But the main purpose to write this blog is not to praise the place or to promote tourism over there but to share the concern which is haunting me till now. The sociopolitical scenario which exists over there.
A few years back I was a part of a student political movement.Those days of my political fantasies and unrestrained fancy of classless society taught me the ideologies of Independence, Democracy and Socialism. In those days these words to me were just like any other term used in the rule book of a political party, but I was happy of the fact that I was doing something for the poor and the laid backs though the ideology was foggy to me. Rallies and slogans moved each and every life on the campus but less we did understand what all these actually means. I still remember that top level rally in Dharmtolla where my leaders were shouting about "Chamakta hua Bharat" & "Tarapta hua Bharat" and I was busy wanting that last counter from a fellow comrade or shouting slogans at every galore in the crowd. Those lines were so irrelevant to my sense or i didn't bother to give a damnation. But today it bothers me. Bothers me to that extent which compelled me to concern about what I have seen.
A village. Maheshpur. 70km from Kolkata. No electricity, no drinking water facilities as such, 1 deep tube well for the whole village, 1 health clinic, well painted in white and blue (as per government beautification project) but no doctor. Now do I need to say more to give the example of Tarapta hua Bharat? But just 70km away, shopping malls, high rises, lazy Sunday evenings, time pass over a cup of coffee in CCD or just enjoying a bucket of fried chicken at KFC.
But those people who have an equal amount of share in the happiness we deserve are starving in the dark with nothing to have. Yes I am speaking of a land where a glass of lemon water is fifty paisa, a stick of ice cream is two rupees, and starvation for food comes free. We say a lot of things, politicians in public meetings, intellectuals (a new breed) in television channels, and we, the common man everywhere (like I writing this blog). But do we really care about how our counter parts are a few kilometers away? Leading a life of luxury which has become our need, but still we are lonely alone and disheartened. A life at another's cost but still we search for more, may be that is what we are born for. Born to enjoy every moment of life spend and shed tears every time we see those in huts.
Right has said the man of two nations in one. A nation who enjoys luxury and the other starving to death. But still my master says he is not poverted if he spends 22rupees a day and I enjoy my coffee sitting in my drawing room, clapping and cheering when your starvation wins an Oscar (Slumdog Millionaire). True you are to your lines Celucus.
But the main purpose to write this blog is not to praise the place or to promote tourism over there but to share the concern which is haunting me till now. The sociopolitical scenario which exists over there.
A few years back I was a part of a student political movement.Those days of my political fantasies and unrestrained fancy of classless society taught me the ideologies of Independence, Democracy and Socialism. In those days these words to me were just like any other term used in the rule book of a political party, but I was happy of the fact that I was doing something for the poor and the laid backs though the ideology was foggy to me. Rallies and slogans moved each and every life on the campus but less we did understand what all these actually means. I still remember that top level rally in Dharmtolla where my leaders were shouting about "Chamakta hua Bharat" & "Tarapta hua Bharat" and I was busy wanting that last counter from a fellow comrade or shouting slogans at every galore in the crowd. Those lines were so irrelevant to my sense or i didn't bother to give a damnation. But today it bothers me. Bothers me to that extent which compelled me to concern about what I have seen.
A village. Maheshpur. 70km from Kolkata. No electricity, no drinking water facilities as such, 1 deep tube well for the whole village, 1 health clinic, well painted in white and blue (as per government beautification project) but no doctor. Now do I need to say more to give the example of Tarapta hua Bharat? But just 70km away, shopping malls, high rises, lazy Sunday evenings, time pass over a cup of coffee in CCD or just enjoying a bucket of fried chicken at KFC.
But those people who have an equal amount of share in the happiness we deserve are starving in the dark with nothing to have. Yes I am speaking of a land where a glass of lemon water is fifty paisa, a stick of ice cream is two rupees, and starvation for food comes free. We say a lot of things, politicians in public meetings, intellectuals (a new breed) in television channels, and we, the common man everywhere (like I writing this blog). But do we really care about how our counter parts are a few kilometers away? Leading a life of luxury which has become our need, but still we are lonely alone and disheartened. A life at another's cost but still we search for more, may be that is what we are born for. Born to enjoy every moment of life spend and shed tears every time we see those in huts.
Right has said the man of two nations in one. A nation who enjoys luxury and the other starving to death. But still my master says he is not poverted if he spends 22rupees a day and I enjoy my coffee sitting in my drawing room, clapping and cheering when your starvation wins an Oscar (Slumdog Millionaire). True you are to your lines Celucus.
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