Two years of ma life in this college- lots of experience, memories and few great frnds to be always wid me...Now wid d countdown alrdy been writtn on d board, I must say I am gonna miss ths class...Looking back to these two years what I can clearly see is a bunch of 19 'crazy or mad students' (as one of my frnd writes)2gthr start their journey, a journey which was unknown 2 all. Starting days of d college were really nice wid treats being given 4 no reason, it ws gr8 2 see a whole bunch 2gthr. Bt thn came d phase which now i hate the most- d fights...although aftr each fights we are again d same old class,if one sees from outside v were a class wid always fights and arguments...yet when a point of concern comes be it relating to a faculty or any event in d dept,there v stand 2gthr and thr i saw d real spirit of class.
These two years were real fun even though v were loaded wid assignmnts, yet those last minute rush to complete assgnmnts, projects, getting notes day before the exam, re-re doing IMC assgnmnts,all ws real fun. Now whn this lat week is cmng to an end(thnx 2 lax who hs been updating wid numbr of weeks left)all d laughtr, chattng, running behind each othr to get their mobiles evrythng makes me feel that am really gng 2 miss a gr8 phase of ma life.I must admit tht i'll miss d messy food out here and for sure d kind of fun v hd in hostel nothng cn replace tht.
With all these I hv one thng 2 say "I'am really gonna miss these days, am gonna miss my college days"
Monday, April 26, 2010
Poverty rotten even soul of poor
In a society where high status ladies are always seen carrying their pets where all they go, provide them pedigree even if they don’t want it, there on the other hand suffers a sect of people with a tag of poverty on them. Today when government organisation provides a ground and food facility for stray animals and due burial of dead animals, on the other hand lies hapless human souls waiting for due respect through their last rites. These souls didn’t get any help or respect even when they were alive, and the situation continues to be like it even after their death. Heart wrenching is the site when a mother waits helplessly outside a mortuary to get her son’s body and at the same time doesn’t know how to manage to get him final rites. She doesn’t have money.
In today’s world poverty overpowers humanness, if you have money you have people to enjoy with, celebrate with and if you are poor there is no one even to provide you final burial rites. Clutches of poverty is so deep in life of a human being that without money one is not even destined to a decent burial. It has struck people all over the country in some or other way, but much heart breaking is when a financially struck person’s unclaimed body rottens in the mortuary. This was the incident which initiated five young people Shantakumar, Ibrahim, Jeevanandam, Annadurai, and Sampath Kumar to take up this kind humane job. On a regular blood donation visit to a government hospital Santhakumar and his friends once discovered a foul stench. When enquired they understood that the smell originated from mortuary where unclaimed bodies are left to rotten, due to financial constraints of family members. The very day they met hospital and police authorities, for an approval to bury unclaimed bodies and give them due respect. They began burial of bodies in April 2004 under the name of Thozhar trust and so far have buried more than 500 bodies, in a government burial ground. Many of the bodies buried by them are either unclaimed with relatives not aware of the death or those whom their relatives have left because of their financial constraints and inability to pay for the final rites.
These five people are very much busy in their own life with the business they undertake. Four of the members of the trust are flower vendors and one is a lathe worker, even then the moment they get a call from a police or hospital authority, they are ever ready for the social work. These five people accumulate funds from their own savings only to give a decent burial to people without caste and class bias, who are unknown to them. Their prime mission is to promote humanness and kindness which is way behind in today’s fast world. To a major extent they have been successful in it, with college students being their volunteers to just lend a hand and make their presence felt for the unclaimed body. When a body has to be cremated the trust contacts these volunteers and there they reach leaving all their work behind. Developing humanness in this very age can expect them to do a great deal of human work in future. Now people have started giving donation to the trust in cash or kind for this social deed.
Humaneness is one quality which people need to cultivate, as in this busy world it is the only help to fellow being. Even if one can’t give money, a human touch and care is respite for people in trouble whatever it might be. In today’s world even if people see an accident, majority of them would not want to report it, with a fear to shoulder all responsibilities. But it’s time for people to think that this situation might happen to even them or their near or dear ones. Thozhar trust for the past six years did this social work with mere thinking of showing humanness, which the society should take as a motivation and should do things which can be of help to others.
In today’s world poverty overpowers humanness, if you have money you have people to enjoy with, celebrate with and if you are poor there is no one even to provide you final burial rites. Clutches of poverty is so deep in life of a human being that without money one is not even destined to a decent burial. It has struck people all over the country in some or other way, but much heart breaking is when a financially struck person’s unclaimed body rottens in the mortuary. This was the incident which initiated five young people Shantakumar, Ibrahim, Jeevanandam, Annadurai, and Sampath Kumar to take up this kind humane job. On a regular blood donation visit to a government hospital Santhakumar and his friends once discovered a foul stench. When enquired they understood that the smell originated from mortuary where unclaimed bodies are left to rotten, due to financial constraints of family members. The very day they met hospital and police authorities, for an approval to bury unclaimed bodies and give them due respect. They began burial of bodies in April 2004 under the name of Thozhar trust and so far have buried more than 500 bodies, in a government burial ground. Many of the bodies buried by them are either unclaimed with relatives not aware of the death or those whom their relatives have left because of their financial constraints and inability to pay for the final rites.
These five people are very much busy in their own life with the business they undertake. Four of the members of the trust are flower vendors and one is a lathe worker, even then the moment they get a call from a police or hospital authority, they are ever ready for the social work. These five people accumulate funds from their own savings only to give a decent burial to people without caste and class bias, who are unknown to them. Their prime mission is to promote humanness and kindness which is way behind in today’s fast world. To a major extent they have been successful in it, with college students being their volunteers to just lend a hand and make their presence felt for the unclaimed body. When a body has to be cremated the trust contacts these volunteers and there they reach leaving all their work behind. Developing humanness in this very age can expect them to do a great deal of human work in future. Now people have started giving donation to the trust in cash or kind for this social deed.
Humaneness is one quality which people need to cultivate, as in this busy world it is the only help to fellow being. Even if one can’t give money, a human touch and care is respite for people in trouble whatever it might be. In today’s world even if people see an accident, majority of them would not want to report it, with a fear to shoulder all responsibilities. But it’s time for people to think that this situation might happen to even them or their near or dear ones. Thozhar trust for the past six years did this social work with mere thinking of showing humanness, which the society should take as a motivation and should do things which can be of help to others.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Love...
If u see itz just a word with four alphabets...but these four alphabets hs a greater meaning in it, it hs a life in it. A term very difficult to define more than that a feeling very difficult to understand... Itz a feeling which drives u through many difficult situation and gives a hope of living. Jst a thought of ur love wud make u smile evn in worst situation, ppl wud thnk tht u r mad bt thrz sme special thng abt ths madness which wud make u feel happy abt being mad...At times u nvr knw whn u r in luv n many at times itz too late by which many a things surrounding u would have changed. Yet this is one kind feeling which would make u look at d world frm a different view. D most beautiful moment of life is in whn u r in love n d most difficult moment of life happens when ur love goes away from u...far far away from u...at times u feel devastated...ppl say that one must move on get ovr thngs...bt all these r easy to say rather thn gng through it...u wud try deviating frm all thoughts by getting involved in other thngs bt these very thngs would make u thnk of ur love more...there would many things in life which u could relate wid ur love...Itz very tough to forget ur love if it ws true...love....ppl who thnk tht itz better being away from all these feelings r just wasting thr life... ppl who have experienced love n lost thm for any reason r more lucky thn ppl who have nvr experienced love as ITZ BETTER TO HAVE LOVE N LOST THAN NVR TO BE LOVED...
"Hoshwalon ko khabar kya bekhudi kya cheez hai...
Ishq kijiye phir samajiye zindagi kya cheez hai..."
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