The worst enemy of humanity is "Silence".The Silence that bows to injustice..The Silence that many eyes comforted in when a rape victim was begging for help on the streets of Delhi two years back.The Silence that neighbor's choose against the domestic violence of next door.The silence when a girl is teased on road.The Silence against extortion.The Silence that prevails during biased recruitment.The silence against the child being forced to work at the construction site.The Silence that has covered up all the fake encounters.The Silence that fills the Scams and all malfunctioning in the system.
It is this silence adopted by us which gives the politician an opportunity to ignite the flame of riot in which we burn ourselves.The silence that rules our Life is the same "silence" that many of us carry when we have to speak rather when we should speak against ...................................................
Whats the big deal in protesting with the crowd when you stood silent when you were not suppose to?
The Hypocrisy of Humans, Chod na yaar,kya karna hai? ,"Ye toh Roz ka hai", "Chalta hai " "Who has time to get in "?, "Accident hua hai,police k chakkar mein kon padega?" ,"apna toh nahi hai na,?'," i care a damm,i have other work as well!", "Roz ka raasta hai,in gundon se kon panga lega"?..xyzz..etc etc
After a day,Headlines flash" Candle Light Protest at....... against..........
Few days later"Kuch nahi honay wala is desh ka....And the Life goes on.............
The silent observers are the biggest threat to humanity.Till now i have heard and read about it,but today i experienced it.Like every day,i headed to my bus stop on the usual time of 8.30-8.45 from where i catch my BEST bus(its Local a bus service in Mumbai) for my college and it takes hardly 10-15 minutes for me to reach my destination.I reached the stop where there were already people waiting for the bus.Four men were sitting on the stop and a few standing.Surprisingly,all new faces for me.May be i had missed my regular bus by a minute and all my known faces must have gone.Anyway,that was not an issue for me.But there was an old ragged seemingly maniac guy,must be chronic schizophrenic or alcoholic,with long hair and beard,who looked like not had bath since ages ,was sitting adjacent to that stop on the footpath and eating some random things and muttering to self which gradually turned in to shouting and abusing to which no one payed attention.Everyone was busy in themselves,passerby's went their way,and we were waiting for the bus.A known face,soon came to the stop,an aunty whose name i still don't know neither much of her whereabouts,but i have been seeing her at the same time on the stop since my first year of graduation and now i am in first year of post graduation.We exchanged smile like always, and spoke a little of usual routine.We moved on the other side because of that ragged man and his abuses.A little later i got a call from my friend and as i was talking,in no time that ragged man came running towards me,stood in front and started abusing at the top of his voice.His speech was very much unclear.The only two words i could pick up apart from his abuses was "tum Musalman" and "utaaar ye"(pointing at my scarf)(May be some depressing past must have come up or whatever) .
For a moment i freezed,though i did not react much but i raised my voice to "Kya hai" with as much firmness as possible.He continued to abuse and went back to the place he was sitting at.
The passerby's had stopped for a while and later joined back walking,the men on the stop were unresponsive,they sat there like a hand made statue,unresponsive and not in contact with the happening.The aunty stood by me,comforting not to worry and i smiled at her,"i am fine" and pretended to be chilled like nothing happened.She ushered those men"Ap log kuch bolte kyun nahi" and one of those motionless object got a life and said"Koi Fayda nahi,faraq nahi padega"!! !(in my mind i was boiling of Anger).The other three men sat there dead to the world like before.To my rescue,bus came in the next few seconds,and we got it.The silent observers moved their ass.!
The next ten minutes till i reached college i just kept thinking,what if he would have hit me with stone,what if he would have done this and that...The silent observers shook my faith on humanity.I was angry irritated,,not on that ragged man because i presumed him to be insane,but rather on the sane ones who remained motionless.Had they only immediately stood at their place or walked a few step it would have made some difference. But....Silence Prevailed...
The Same Silence in which even we wrap ourselves at some point of Time....
It's Time to Introspect Our self??..But who cares...Ye toh Roz ka hai.....
P.S:This is a generalized opinion.A sense of deep respect for all the organizations/social workers NGO's or others ,working for the social cause and stand up when they should.Its they who make this place worth surviving.A request to all"Don't be a silent observer,rather a patient listener and an active speaker"Stand up when your fellow human needs you.
-SSW
It is this silence adopted by us which gives the politician an opportunity to ignite the flame of riot in which we burn ourselves.The silence that rules our Life is the same "silence" that many of us carry when we have to speak rather when we should speak against ...................................................
Whats the big deal in protesting with the crowd when you stood silent when you were not suppose to?
The Hypocrisy of Humans, Chod na yaar,kya karna hai? ,"Ye toh Roz ka hai", "Chalta hai " "Who has time to get in "?, "Accident hua hai,police k chakkar mein kon padega?" ,"apna toh nahi hai na,?'," i care a damm,i have other work as well!", "Roz ka raasta hai,in gundon se kon panga lega"?..xyzz..etc etc
After a day,Headlines flash" Candle Light Protest at....... against..........
Few days later"Kuch nahi honay wala is desh ka....And the Life goes on.............
The silent observers are the biggest threat to humanity.Till now i have heard and read about it,but today i experienced it.Like every day,i headed to my bus stop on the usual time of 8.30-8.45 from where i catch my BEST bus(its Local a bus service in Mumbai) for my college and it takes hardly 10-15 minutes for me to reach my destination.I reached the stop where there were already people waiting for the bus.Four men were sitting on the stop and a few standing.Surprisingly,all new faces for me.May be i had missed my regular bus by a minute and all my known faces must have gone.Anyway,that was not an issue for me.But there was an old ragged seemingly maniac guy,must be chronic schizophrenic or alcoholic,with long hair and beard,who looked like not had bath since ages ,was sitting adjacent to that stop on the footpath and eating some random things and muttering to self which gradually turned in to shouting and abusing to which no one payed attention.Everyone was busy in themselves,passerby's went their way,and we were waiting for the bus.A known face,soon came to the stop,an aunty whose name i still don't know neither much of her whereabouts,but i have been seeing her at the same time on the stop since my first year of graduation and now i am in first year of post graduation.We exchanged smile like always, and spoke a little of usual routine.We moved on the other side because of that ragged man and his abuses.A little later i got a call from my friend and as i was talking,in no time that ragged man came running towards me,stood in front and started abusing at the top of his voice.His speech was very much unclear.The only two words i could pick up apart from his abuses was "tum Musalman" and "utaaar ye"(pointing at my scarf)(May be some depressing past must have come up or whatever) .
For a moment i freezed,though i did not react much but i raised my voice to "Kya hai" with as much firmness as possible.He continued to abuse and went back to the place he was sitting at.
The passerby's had stopped for a while and later joined back walking,the men on the stop were unresponsive,they sat there like a hand made statue,unresponsive and not in contact with the happening.The aunty stood by me,comforting not to worry and i smiled at her,"i am fine" and pretended to be chilled like nothing happened.She ushered those men"Ap log kuch bolte kyun nahi" and one of those motionless object got a life and said"Koi Fayda nahi,faraq nahi padega"!! !(in my mind i was boiling of Anger).The other three men sat there dead to the world like before.To my rescue,bus came in the next few seconds,and we got it.The silent observers moved their ass.!
The next ten minutes till i reached college i just kept thinking,what if he would have hit me with stone,what if he would have done this and that...The silent observers shook my faith on humanity.I was angry irritated,,not on that ragged man because i presumed him to be insane,but rather on the sane ones who remained motionless.Had they only immediately stood at their place or walked a few step it would have made some difference. But....Silence Prevailed...
The Same Silence in which even we wrap ourselves at some point of Time....
It's Time to Introspect Our self??..But who cares...Ye toh Roz ka hai.....
P.S:This is a generalized opinion.A sense of deep respect for all the organizations/social workers NGO's or others ,working for the social cause and stand up when they should.Its they who make this place worth surviving.A request to all"Don't be a silent observer,rather a patient listener and an active speaker"Stand up when your fellow human needs you.
-SSW
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