|
Revisiting darfur
I had written a few days before about the atrocities and humanitarian crisis in darfur, Sudan under the title
Moved By Kristof.
Today I saw this Picture in BBC news website. It Moved me. I thought its time that I remind people about darfur. There is a link just below the previous post and a link on the title of that post, which gives you ways to help and more information about the situation respectively. If you folks take a moment, to atleast make yourself aware, if not more, it would make the world a better place, albeit a tiny bit!
-thus spake the third eye
Oh! that terrible thing called change!
The only thing thats constant is change
Change is good. Change makes life exciting, stops annui from settling in. Change is but, evolution. Adaptation is the key to life. Be adept and adapt, are be left behind. Remember! yesterdays Dinosaurs are todays fossils.
Change what a horrible thing. OK I know I just said change is good. I contradict myself, I changed my mind, so whats the big deal! go deal with it.
Why should birth be so traumatic? Why cant we just stay in the comfortable womb of one's mother? Why do we have to so painfully change our location? Having been born, why cant we then stay as children? Why do we have to grow up?
Why do we have to make freinds and leave them behind in search of success? Why do we have to find success? Having found it, Why cant we be still? Why do we go on and seek love? Having found love, why do we have to lose it? Having lost love, why do we have to also taste bitter defeat?
Now that I face defeat, why cant I just fade into oblivion? Why should I not go gentle into the good night?
Damn that thing change! I like my friend constant better. Oh! thats right he has soldout to change. He changed too.
-thus spake the third eye
And oh! why wont the clouds rain daily on my barren land as they once used to...
I have till now refrained from poisoning this fragment of my heart and soul on the web from anything remotely political. Talking about darfur is hardly political.
My personal struggles with the demons I face everyday inspire me to write about my not going gentle into the goodnight. I scoff at myself today, what a whiner!
I read about the sudanese and the demons they face everyday, the janjaweed. My travails and for that matter, the travails many of us face, of which we incessantly whine about to whomsover happens to cross our sorry path, are nothing compared to what these people face.
Waking up one morning to find yourself facing your death and the rape of your kinfolk and your land, for no other reason except, that you exist is a horrible fate and not one, many of us could claim having faced or god forbid would have ever to face.
These horrors exist and are a reality to many. Yet we try our best to ignore it and pretend it would just go away. We do not want our cozy existence whose only biggest challenge is to choose between a diet coke and a starbucks latte to be disturbed by a few million dying in the dark continent.
I Wish I would have the courage to do something real about it, maybe someday I will, Maybe someday one of you reading this will or already have. If you have the courage I salute you.
Till then we can all make a beginning. First step is to acknowledge these horrors, and by that I mean in our own conscience and not in an abstract "oh I am sorry that a bunch of people are dying", the next is to advocate and make the people you come across to acknowledge it too! and then hopefully your nation and your lawmakers. That is the least you can do!
As someone said Writing a check is the easiest way to clean our conscience. I do not know if it does that, but I do know that there are some real courageous people for whom the check would go a long way in making their reality that much better. Someday we will all have the courage to do more than just sign a line on our check books...till then lets put that pen to a good use in more than one way..
.....they shalt not go gentle into the goodnight!
Ways you can help!!!
-thus spake the third eye
