Thursday, September 17, 2015

A bike ride

A Bike ride...nothing is needed but just you, your motivation, your bike below you and the journey you want to take, the road will come and you will pave your way...
Let it be a geared bike or a fixie...
Let it be a roadie, a MTB, a TT or an Audax bike or a bike you made in your own shed..
Let it be a short ride to the cafe nearby, a long one to the beach far away, one to your office, one on your way back home, one to the highest point near you or the one to take you away to the soulful solitude of nature near you....
Let it be at 40 kmph or 14 kmph who cares as far as you enjoy every pedal stroke you take...
Let it burn you a bit, let it rekindle the life within you...
Let it be a ride alone or let it be with a grupetto...
Let it be with the people you know, let it be with people you don't know...
Let it be what you thought or what you didn't...
But at the end I am sure, it will be one effort you will look back and  smile....

From the mad cyclist within!!!!

Are we ready to be more human?

In my own effort to understand issues and crisis faced by those who are engulfed in them, I thought to write on issues the best way I can. I know the situation is worse than my words can suggest and I would paint a picture as much as I understand it. For those who know it better I apologies if I have been short in my understanding and for those who knows less can understand or care to understand better.

This is a small write-up describing a portion of the refugee crisis that people in crisis are facing, yes its not the world that is facing the crisis, world needs to ascertain the solution but its the people torn in the crisis who face the wrath of the situation....

Are we ready to become more human?
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Compassion beyond what is needed is sometimes the way forward...

When quality of life is measured from cup of elitism,

When casual racism and blatant bashing of human spirit is accepted as a normal way to look at the situation,

When human life has a cost attached to it,

When one will cringe with the horror of war but will get bothered thinking about how the neighborhood will be with poor, hungry, displaced, cold and broken people wanting to survive,

When cries will be heard only in war torn regions and outside the sounds would fall on deaf ears,

When one will feel the pity watching the ads for humanitarian aid but could care less for the person in vast ocean looking at the land but could not touch it,

When death would become a better option for people than making an effort to live,

When we would cringe on watching a boy on the shore cold and numb when he should have been warm in a blanket at the least,

When it would take that picture for world to feel enraged and act,

When the concept of my country, my land, my people, my ideas and my everything becomes so strong that you paint the world where your values only matter and others are as naive as one can be,

Naive they maybe, but their innocence has no cost, their lives have some meaning, their families have some existence, their world is not a folklore or a fairy-tale, but as real as yours and mine,

When human beings matter less and the society matters more,
And

When "I" and "Mine" becomes much more than "We" and "All".

Compassion beyond what we know was needed before, is needed today and will be needed tomorrow....

It maybe a clichéd line but "are we ready to become more human?"