The Sanctuary

At the epicentre of noise and distraction lies a Quiet. A place where thoughts find freedom, where words find meaning, where every second finds a purpose and every moment finds its place in the scheme of bigger things. Welcome to a consortium that will make you feel Alive. Welcome to a place that is 'Uniquely Yours'. Welcome to the Sanctuary...

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Maybe...

I have a home,
Maybe someone out there is fighting for shelter.

I have food to eat,
Maybe there are children out there who go off to sleep while their mothers' cook rocks.

I have a mother who gave me birth,
Maybe there is a woman out there whose child was killed while it was still in her womb and her breasts cut off so that she may never give birth again.

I have clothes to wear,
Maybe there are people out there who are ready to take a life dor a pair of pants.

I have recieved education,
Maybe there are children out there who have'nt ever seen a text book.

I have pension benefits and insurance which can take care of me in my older years and from life threatening diseases,
Maybe there are people out there who die due to a common cold.

I have life saving drugs which i can get at a chemist's shop,
Maybe there are people out there who die for the lack of these same medicines.

I complain about rising inflation,
Maybe there are people out there who do not even get food grains.

I can dream of a Utopian world,
Maybe there are those who do not even have equipment to dig their brothers grave.

My city has five rats per citizen,
Maybe there are citizens, of another nation, who survive on rats.

My country has a problem of over-crowded skies,
Maybe somewhere else there are people who have never even seen a plane.

My country dreams of being global and making us global citizens,
Maybe there are people who are dying to get out of their village, but they can't, cuz they do not have the energy to walk.

I may despair,
Maybe there is a heart out there (somewhere), which shall always hope.

Maybe I say maybe for (maybe) we can change this...this reality...and make this look like a dream.

(Lost...) Pride.