India, a country of diversity, very beautiful,very charming,attractive yet hollow from inside. India,few centuries ago, was totally in the dark shadows of social evils like caste system, colour discrimination, female backwardness,etc.
Anyone who just saw it from outside could see only its beauty,its charms,its assests but the one who tried to see it from inside could only see hollowness and darkness all around. Its not your outward beauty that matters every time but its your soul, your innerself that potrays you completely. When I was in my mother's womb I saw a dream of a beautiful world that would love me and welcome me warmly. I was so busy building the castles of happiness in the womb for nine months but at that time I was unaware of the hollowness and the darkness, the darkside of the world. I took birth with a dream to live my life to the full in this beautiful world. I was warmly welcomed by this world and God gave me the best gift in the form of my parents. I lived my childhood happily still brooding over those imaginary castles that I had made in which there was only happiness, the inner happiness. My soul was so happy and delighted to be a part of this world but it was not knowing about the pain and agony that it will receive when it will become aware of the real world. I remember when I was about 15 years old, I even remember the day and the date because it was the day when my castles were badly and ruthlessly crushed by these cruel people who inhabit this hollow country, India. I am not saying that this country is hollow from inside butit is the people who are making it hollow. Few years back I went to my village, Beri, near Gurgaon with my family. For me my village was my temple. Such a beautiful place where one can get such peace of mind which is obtained generally when we lie peacefully in our coffin after death, but whenever I go to my village I feel so isolated from this world and its polluted air. My senses are taken over by the fresh pure air of the village. I never get a chance to notice even the people around me sometimes as I become so busy seeing the farms, the birds and the beauty all around. Perhaps this was the only thing that my soul has longed for all this while. But again I was unaware of what was going to happen in a few seconds. This time something different happened. While I was looking far through the horizon I saw a large crowd of people. I rushed there and saw a crowd of people surrounding a dead body of an old man and a girl of my age wearing a white saree and lying on the ground and her face all drenched in tears and her eyes showing helplessness. At first I thought that it may be his daughter and was crying because her father had died but on asking the people there I came to know that she was his wife and she was now going to be burned along with her husband. I was so shocked to hear all this, my soul shattered, full of distress, for few seconds I could not gain conscience. Tears rolled down my eyes when I heard that the girl's parents have married her to that old man at the age of thirteen, knowing that the man was seventy five then. They did so in return of some money that the man had given them. This was the first destruction of my dreams, my castles but I was more upset to think that Rohini,that girl's name, she was never allowed to see dreams. I was so helpless that I could do nothing for that girl.
My question still remains the same why are girls considered a burden in this world?? From that day onwards I have seen people committing some or the other inhumane deed in the name of socialism. Why don't they understand that without girls this world is useless, hollow without any soul. Girls give a meaning to the life of everyone around them. The people of this world have made themselves stones, heartless stones who only care for themselves, no matter if someone is hurt or someone cries because of them.
I don't understand that when this life that has been given to us is so short even to be happy always then why people waste it doing all such things. Can't they live this LIFE, A SHORT HAULT IN THE JOURNEY OF THEIR SOUL, happily and peacefully. If they can't give happiness to others then they don't even have the right to snatch the happiness of their life.
Anyone who just saw it from outside could see only its beauty,its charms,its assests but the one who tried to see it from inside could only see hollowness and darkness all around. Its not your outward beauty that matters every time but its your soul, your innerself that potrays you completely. When I was in my mother's womb I saw a dream of a beautiful world that would love me and welcome me warmly. I was so busy building the castles of happiness in the womb for nine months but at that time I was unaware of the hollowness and the darkness, the darkside of the world. I took birth with a dream to live my life to the full in this beautiful world. I was warmly welcomed by this world and God gave me the best gift in the form of my parents. I lived my childhood happily still brooding over those imaginary castles that I had made in which there was only happiness, the inner happiness. My soul was so happy and delighted to be a part of this world but it was not knowing about the pain and agony that it will receive when it will become aware of the real world. I remember when I was about 15 years old, I even remember the day and the date because it was the day when my castles were badly and ruthlessly crushed by these cruel people who inhabit this hollow country, India. I am not saying that this country is hollow from inside butit is the people who are making it hollow. Few years back I went to my village, Beri, near Gurgaon with my family. For me my village was my temple. Such a beautiful place where one can get such peace of mind which is obtained generally when we lie peacefully in our coffin after death, but whenever I go to my village I feel so isolated from this world and its polluted air. My senses are taken over by the fresh pure air of the village. I never get a chance to notice even the people around me sometimes as I become so busy seeing the farms, the birds and the beauty all around. Perhaps this was the only thing that my soul has longed for all this while. But again I was unaware of what was going to happen in a few seconds. This time something different happened. While I was looking far through the horizon I saw a large crowd of people. I rushed there and saw a crowd of people surrounding a dead body of an old man and a girl of my age wearing a white saree and lying on the ground and her face all drenched in tears and her eyes showing helplessness. At first I thought that it may be his daughter and was crying because her father had died but on asking the people there I came to know that she was his wife and she was now going to be burned along with her husband. I was so shocked to hear all this, my soul shattered, full of distress, for few seconds I could not gain conscience. Tears rolled down my eyes when I heard that the girl's parents have married her to that old man at the age of thirteen, knowing that the man was seventy five then. They did so in return of some money that the man had given them. This was the first destruction of my dreams, my castles but I was more upset to think that Rohini,that girl's name, she was never allowed to see dreams. I was so helpless that I could do nothing for that girl.
My question still remains the same why are girls considered a burden in this world?? From that day onwards I have seen people committing some or the other inhumane deed in the name of socialism. Why don't they understand that without girls this world is useless, hollow without any soul. Girls give a meaning to the life of everyone around them. The people of this world have made themselves stones, heartless stones who only care for themselves, no matter if someone is hurt or someone cries because of them.
I don't understand that when this life that has been given to us is so short even to be happy always then why people waste it doing all such things. Can't they live this LIFE, A SHORT HAULT IN THE JOURNEY OF THEIR SOUL, happily and peacefully. If they can't give happiness to others then they don't even have the right to snatch the happiness of their life.
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