So the dirty blame game is on in Copenhagen regarding climate change and all that. Anyway the issue is just fit for politics because we have done irreversible damage to the environment. Let them just accuse each other now. Things will never be the same. We are up for nasty times! Our best of sincerity is just not enough to undo the blind massacre of environmental systems for the last few centuries.
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Today by mistake 5 laborers got into AC DTC bus. It meant Rs. 125 to destination—more than a full day wage earned by each of them. Pain was evident on their faces. Neither in a position to go back (because so many eyes were expectantly ogling them for their next move) nor able to stand there because of the economica pinnch of the mishap, they just stood there trying to come to terms with the reality. At least you have got some space to stand comfortably and reach your workplace without much pains, I sympathesized. But these were futile words. Its a very costly bus, costing Rs. 55 lakhs. So we have to contribute, I further tried in vain. Feel proud that you are giving the largest chunk of your salary to the govt. of India, I further tried to save the day for these lesser fortunate brothers. Believe me, there was pride on their faces now.
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Now that unprecedentedly high living costs are eating into meager salaries of laborers in Delhi, isn’t it suitable that they move to smaller cities to give bigger chances to their tiny dreams? I think they should opt for this. Instead of rotting like garbage items, they ought to fight it out in smaller towns and cities. Delhi is too big now, and equally bad. Just see the countless humans lying around even more worthlessly than the garbage dumps! Let the big people enjoy the polluted, viciated air in the national capital. Poor people, let us just go back to our roots!
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Poetry was dying in Delhi. Dying like a fish without water. Luckily Amit Dahiyabadshah has created a lifeful pond in the form of Delhi Poetree for the survival of this soft carrier of our emotions. We salute the great poet and wish him good luck! Doing the exceptional task of surviving and thriving on earnings from his poems, this creator of 17 books of poems is now leaving no stone unturned to give poetry another chance in these times of hard talks. One of his poems has been purchased for Rs. 10 lakh. Now this news has restored the lost pride and hope among the contemporary poets. The steely man with softest of emotions has the great mission of creating 100 poets in Delhi who will be paying intome tax through their poems by the year 2015. A great vision indeed! Let almighty give him the power and vision to accomplish this amazing feat!
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We need special care as we enter and fade out of life. Mostly kids have parents to protect them from all dangers. But normally elders aren’t in the same safe hands as they fade out of life. Kids and elders are the same. Pamper them, protect them.
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