I am the Reason!!!

I am an Indian…An Indian who lives in every nook and corner of India and I’m the reason….the reason for so much neglected devastation.

I term it as neglected devastation because of the chain of reasons that is related to “I”

I am the one who is caught up…caught up in my own life…too busy to recognize my responsibilities towards my society…I am the one cribbing about the lack of taste in my salad every morning…complaining about the condition of our wonderful roads...trying hard to prove that “my life sucks”…

I am also the one busy celebrating the tiniest of my joys with a blast and not really worrying about anything in life….

I am the one renovating my house every month.

I am the one who is busy trying to achieve in life…which according to me ..or at least my teachers can be done only by mugging up the likes of giffens paradox and so many things on the same line.

I am that same one, who is waiting to finish my schooling and fly to an alien land to carry on my journey to achievement.

I am the one who is busy following the stock market and looking for my gains.

I am also the “patriotic” one….going to school on every Aug 15^th and Jan 26^th…pinning in the tri colour on my breast pocket….listening to the monotonous speeches about our freedom struggling…applauding even more monotonously each and every year and waiting to get wafers!!

I am the one who has been leading a very busy life, in every part of India.

But for the past one month, there has been a change in my life

A dastardly event that happened affected me....’me’ in every part of India.

Its aftermath leaves me devastated as well…

Devastated because I lost my loved ones in this horrendous happening..

Devastated because it seems unreal to me…

Devastated because I am really helpless and the fact that such a negative power taking over me is rebelling with my system to sink in and I am fighting it hard!

In this moment of devastation, what all would I do….

I am an Indian and roots of empathy runs in my blood for centuries now.

I watch the series of events unfold on T.V. where news reporters run haphazard to bring out the best coverage of the whole saga.

I would curse the inhuman people who carried it out…

I would even shed tears for the people who lost their lives and their loved ones…

I would also voice my anger against the “system”…

But but but this angered voice comes when something of this enormity just occurred..

Where was I when losers were elected and placed at respectable positions in our country…

Well I probably was caught up in my busy life...shopping for footwear with my girlfriend….

Or I was in my board meeting trying hard to pin down my colleague just for a lil higher moolah…

But I had no voice of anger then…I dint care who owned my country…All I knew was the person sitting in the middle of that round table was my boss and impressing him would mean I could get my new 25 inch LCD TV in my new apartment…

But coming back to my condition post the unfortunate incident, my blood began to boil when further news broke in about the level of destruction to human life..

I silently sob for those who lost their lives…

I pray to the almighty to save the innocent from such horror in the future…

I get back to myself and start cursing the system…

I go on a candle march…to show my solidarity against those who intend to destroy us…

But then I am an Indian which implies I m fickleminded...once the news channels stop airing live coverages, I will go back to my life…of course I will…

Coming back to the original me...this rambling of mine leads to just one difficult thing…responsibility…. responsibility is something that every “I” cannot see…

The best quality that I possess is the blame game…I can blame anyone for anything that happens the way it shouldn’t have…so that’s how my ranting about the system comes along….According to me, since something of this nature has happened, those sitting in the political chairs aren’t efficient....they should be immediately overthrown and new people should fill in…how would that help me and my nation?..well I don’t know…it would depict how we can react to such a situation…

But But I have another habbit…a habbit that exists in sync with every form of me…I will not vote…once I’m into my 18^th year of life..I will celebrate..throw a party...let the world know about it through an Orkut status message…but ..I won’t vote…why should I?...how is that going to help me?..how does it matter who runs our country…as long as I m safe..my family is safe..my job is safe and my incomes are safe…why would I give a damn?...I would continue to eat wafers on Aug 15^th and Jan 26^th and continue to be a hypocrite…a hypocrite by saying I care after all the damage is caused..a hypocrite by participating in online forums titled “war against terrorism”…I am under an assumption that by doing something like that I would make a “change”…

But as ironic as it can get, I AM THE REASON !!!

***P.S :: The tears of the people who lost their loved ones in this tragic incident will never dry up and I pray to GOD to give them the strength to stay composed and not break down…easy for me to type in but I really pray for it..I pray for peace…

I also pray to GOD to enlighten each and every version of “I” existing in India….

But as I go into my prayer I’m pretty sure that “I” will continue to be the same unless something like this happens to us personally…and that is really SAD…

And for those I’s who do not vote they have no right whatsoever to talk about the failing system because ‘I’ am the sole reason for their malfunction…I think its high time I really

Wake up!!!

--Disclaimer: I donot intend to hurt or offend anyone..the above views are solely mine and will continue to be that way!!*****