Guess, I have matured a lot since then ...
Reading my previous blog, it seem that I have matured a bit in terms of language I use-- like I dont use the swear words that often, nor do I crib a lot. Appears I have finally got soaked in this place and am beginning to like it , when its actually the time to say adios :)
Another one from my previous blog ...
There are many situation which though he/she has not experienced himself/herself but is quite proficient to handle.Courtsey-- movies, novels or any soap on the television.Or atleast one thinks one is. But life does not always goes by logic .Sometimes a situation confronts you which though not new to you leaves you fumbling for reaction or drives you insane to the extent that you dont think before you react.Something of this sought happened to me recently.It was bright sunny day and i was going with my mother to fill in an appointment with a doctor in rickshaw.As usual the traffic was jam-packed and so to avoid it the rickshawala decided to take an alternate route through the interiors of the city. Since it was bright and sunny and hot ,so I kept quite all the time ,lost in my own world ,catching glimpse of the enviornment around me in between. Though mom was continously saying something to which i was just nodding my head and she thought i was listening very attentively .Then our rickshaw came in a strange surrounding. Strange because the whole ambience changed. Strange because i could see men in the age group from 18 to 40 or even above standing by the side of the road and ogling. Strange because it was the RED LIGHT AREA. Man, did i say red light area ? But yes , it was one. Suddenly i felt too over conscious .Everywhere my eyes went i could see those men staring at me Leaving a speck of doubt in my mind about my clothes, even whether i was having my full clothers on or not. On the balconies i could see these whores leaning over the fence with their best of make up on ,some fagging, some boozing,some chewing beetle leaves other just exchanging eyes with some man on the side of the road. God that whole sight , drived me numb in thinking. I wanted to get out of that place as soon as possible. I have seen such scenes in hindi movies thousand of times ,but this time it was different for this time i was directly involved in this real life scene.The first thing i did was i bagan curling my hands and legs up little bit though , as if making an attempt to huddle up. Then the next thing i did was started shouting at my mom for the heck of it. I didnt want to do that, i swear. But that was all i could do in that trance state ,for that was all i was capable of doing . Why did you bring me here ? Arent there any other routes ? How come you can survive in this enviornment ? I started sweating like anything.All i was conscious of was –I have to get out of that place as soon as possible. But i was not destined for that. I looked straight up, seeing evrything around me through the corners of my eyes, checking if anyone was trying to break into my personal zone. I hated to be there, i hated those prostitutes who had no other work to do then to lean there and hated those men who ogle at them . Then when i was busy hating everything and everyone there, i caught the sight of a girl about 10-11 years, all skinny ,in a semi nude dress. Suddenly i could feel all my knees turning into jelly. A chill went down my body for i even hated to think that this little girl may be some daughter of some prostitute and was a victim of child molestation. I cannt even tell you how much i disliked the whole concept. All of a sudden as fast as the lightening something deep down me changed. I was not as sore as i was when i entered that area,i didnt hated thoses whores as much as i hated them just a second ago. Somehow , our rickshaw managed to get out of that place and felt some relieved. But till now that whole thing has caught to such an extent that i couldnt get out of it. I kept on thinking about that little girl and about all those others whores ,how they might have got into that work , about the future of that girl. I got to realise that probably those whores were destined to do this job and they were merely doing their busioness standing there like any other business person.The whole experience taught me not to jump to any conclusion without actually knowing the situation and not to hate anyone for the job they are doing.
Another one from my previous blog ...
There are many situation which though he/she has not experienced himself/herself but is quite proficient to handle.Courtsey-- movies, novels or any soap on the television.Or atleast one thinks one is. But life does not always goes by logic .Sometimes a situation confronts you which though not new to you leaves you fumbling for reaction or drives you insane to the extent that you dont think before you react.Something of this sought happened to me recently.It was bright sunny day and i was going with my mother to fill in an appointment with a doctor in rickshaw.As usual the traffic was jam-packed and so to avoid it the rickshawala decided to take an alternate route through the interiors of the city. Since it was bright and sunny and hot ,so I kept quite all the time ,lost in my own world ,catching glimpse of the enviornment around me in between. Though mom was continously saying something to which i was just nodding my head and she thought i was listening very attentively .Then our rickshaw came in a strange surrounding. Strange because the whole ambience changed. Strange because i could see men in the age group from 18 to 40 or even above standing by the side of the road and ogling. Strange because it was the RED LIGHT AREA. Man, did i say red light area ? But yes , it was one. Suddenly i felt too over conscious .Everywhere my eyes went i could see those men staring at me Leaving a speck of doubt in my mind about my clothes, even whether i was having my full clothers on or not. On the balconies i could see these whores leaning over the fence with their best of make up on ,some fagging, some boozing,some chewing beetle leaves other just exchanging eyes with some man on the side of the road. God that whole sight , drived me numb in thinking. I wanted to get out of that place as soon as possible. I have seen such scenes in hindi movies thousand of times ,but this time it was different for this time i was directly involved in this real life scene.The first thing i did was i bagan curling my hands and legs up little bit though , as if making an attempt to huddle up. Then the next thing i did was started shouting at my mom for the heck of it. I didnt want to do that, i swear. But that was all i could do in that trance state ,for that was all i was capable of doing . Why did you bring me here ? Arent there any other routes ? How come you can survive in this enviornment ? I started sweating like anything.All i was conscious of was –I have to get out of that place as soon as possible. But i was not destined for that. I looked straight up, seeing evrything around me through the corners of my eyes, checking if anyone was trying to break into my personal zone. I hated to be there, i hated those prostitutes who had no other work to do then to lean there and hated those men who ogle at them . Then when i was busy hating everything and everyone there, i caught the sight of a girl about 10-11 years, all skinny ,in a semi nude dress. Suddenly i could feel all my knees turning into jelly. A chill went down my body for i even hated to think that this little girl may be some daughter of some prostitute and was a victim of child molestation. I cannt even tell you how much i disliked the whole concept. All of a sudden as fast as the lightening something deep down me changed. I was not as sore as i was when i entered that area,i didnt hated thoses whores as much as i hated them just a second ago. Somehow , our rickshaw managed to get out of that place and felt some relieved. But till now that whole thing has caught to such an extent that i couldnt get out of it. I kept on thinking about that little girl and about all those others whores ,how they might have got into that work , about the future of that girl. I got to realise that probably those whores were destined to do this job and they were merely doing their busioness standing there like any other business person.The whole experience taught me not to jump to any conclusion without actually knowing the situation and not to hate anyone for the job they are doing.
posted by Neha Garg at 1/12/2007 04:57:00 PM
2 Comments:
Ahh well wuderkid... I've always loved it when you just wonder!
thanx proxy :)
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