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Commonwealth Games 2010 : From “mind-games” to reality!

“Pillar by pillar it rises, Loading my every new day with surprises, Every new visuals are marked with the “signature”, That clearly defines the inevitable omnipresence of its “creator”! As I sit down & write about Commonwealth Games 2010, popularly known as “CWG 2010”, I’ll have to admit my own “knowledge-based” infrastructure about the event may not be up to the mark to support my views about the showdown on our “part” of earth. But let’s see what I have to offer! Now that the games are within “striking distance” all the possible human emotions have started playing on the minds of people located at each & every strata that is related to the event. For me, it’s only now that these “mind-games” have taken quite a control of my mind as the time starts closing down. My idea of Games has been governed by two behaviours of me: · CWG 2010 – From the mind of an impression-ist, · CWG 2010 – From the mind of an expression-ist, CWG 2010 – From the mind of an impression-ist: The very opp

Commonwealth Games 2010 : From “mind-games” to reality!

“Pillar by pillar it rises, Loading my every new day with surprises, Every new visuals are marked with the “signature”, That clearly defines the inevitable omnipresence of its “creator”! As I sit down & write about Commonwealth Games 2010, popularly known as “CWG 2010”, I’ll have to admit my own “knowledge-based” infrastructure about the event may not be up to the mark to support my views about the showdown on our “part” of earth. But let’s see what I have to offer! Now that the games are within “striking distance” all the possible human emotions have started playing on the minds of people located at each & every strata that is related to the event. For me, it’s only now that these “mind-games” have taken quite a control of my mind as the time starts closing down. My idea of Games has been governed by two behaviours of me: · CWG 2010 – From the mind of an impression-ist, · CWG 2010 – From the mind of an expression-ist, CWG 2010 – From the mind of an impression-ist:

THE SMALLER PIECES OF LIFE THAT WE FORGET IN OUR BIGGER ISSUES

When I read the newspaper, I sometimes feel that I live in a totally different world. How can I, sitting in the luxury of my drawing room my legs fully stretched on the cushy sofa legs understand the misery of a child forced to work in a firecracker workshop inhaling millions of poisonous gases, so that he can get a morsel of food. I am definitely not capable of understanding either what a young girl goes through when her parents just to feed their remaining children sell her off. I thought I knew what pain was until I saw children at the construction site pick up bricks twice their weight. This is probably one of the many things I can never understand rather dread to understand. Once when I was traveling in the train with my friend, I saw a small girl not more than 6 years old with her face all painted in different colours. On entering the compartment she immediately started doing Hoola-hoop around her neck and then around her waist. Her mother carrying a toddler was singing a song to

THE SMALLER PIECES OF LIFE THAT WE FORGET IN OUR BIGGER ISSUES

When I read the newspaper, I sometimes feel that I live in a totally different world. How can I, sitting in the luxury of my drawing room my legs fully stretched on the cushy sofa legs understand the misery of a child forced to work in a firecracker workshop inhaling millions of poisonous gases, so that he can get a morsel of food. I am definitely not capable of understanding either what a young girl goes through when her parents just to feed their remaining children sell her off. I thought I knew what pain was until I saw children at the construction site pick up bricks twice their weight. This is probably one of the many things I can never understand rather dread to understand. Once when I was traveling in the train with my friend, I saw a small girl not more than 6 years old with her face all painted in different colours. On entering the compartment she immediately started doing Hoola-hoop around her neck and then around her waist. Her mother carrying a toddler was singing a song

ME AND MANORATH

12 years of schooling. 1 year of college.100 sets of paper, 100’s of outings with friends, but never thought of those unprivileged children whom we often meet at a traffic signal on our way to work. Only thing we usually do is pity them and may be beg them a ten rupee note or abuse the government for their not so working strategies. But what after that? Another signal, another set of children and our same set of emotions. Its then when I realized to use my free time to help such children to go to school, to educate them, to help them get their childhood back and made up my mind to join CRY. Through cry and its group MANORATH I feel that I can really make a difference to at least some of the children. It feels great to be part of such an organization where you have great freedom and a nice atmosphere to work. The orientation session really sorted the differences in my mind. It made the direction and goal of joining CRY very clear to me and trust me, it feels great even if u do a small b

ME AND MANORATH

12 years of schooling. 1 year of college.100 sets of paper, 100’s of outings with friends, but never thought of those unprivileged children whom we often meet at a traffic signal on our way to work. Only thing we usually do is pity them and may be beg them a ten rupee note or abuse the government for their not so working strategies. But what after that? Another signal, another set of children and our same set of emotions. Its then when I realized to use my free time to help such children to go to school, to educate them, to help them get their childhood back and made up my mind to join CRY. Through cry and its group MANORATH I feel that I can really make a difference to at least some of the children. It feels great to be part of such an organization where you have great freedom and a nice atmosphere to work. The orientation session really sorted the differences in my mind. It made the direction and goal of joining CRY very clear to me and trust me, it feels great even if u do a smal