You shout at your loudest, that our Government is inefficient, our laws are antiquated, and that our system is corrupt and its very true that I can not say you are wrong.
But, at the same time, what are you going to do about it is the million dollar question.
Take a person on a flight to Singapore. Lets give him a name and a face. Say yours. You get off the plane and you are at your international best. You don’t throw cigarette butts on the streets, you don’t mind paying five dollars to travel through Orchard Road between 5 to 8 pm, and you don’t complain about anything in Singapore, do you?
In Kuwait, you wouldn’t think of eating in public during the month of Ramadan, in London, you wouldn’t buy an employee of the telephone department to fix your bills, and in New York, you wouldn’t even dream of producing your lineage before the traffic police when caught in traffic offenses.
Remember, we are talking of the same you.
The you, who can be respected, the you, who is committed to conform the conventions of developed countries like U.S, UK, Japan, etc, but not your own, forever developing country.
You wish the railways here, in India, would have better and at least cleaner toilets, but are unwilling to learn how to use them. And in serious matters like female infanticide and dowry, you laugh off easily, saying, “The systems gotto change. What difference will it make if only I refuse my son’s share?”
And its not only you, but also me!
Yesterday, while strolling around the sidewalk, I stumbled over an empty can of sherry, obviously thrown away carelessly.
“When will we change?” I sighed, bent down, picked it up and tossed it off into the garbage can at only an arm’s distance from me, shouting silently in white bold letters, ‘USE ME’.
If you think I’m bragging about being the perfect citizen and you being the culprit, stop doing so and read on.
This morning, while walking to my friend’s place, enraptured in my own thoughts, I suddenly realized what I just did. Coolly, I tossed off the tissue paper in my hand, right there on the street!
The first thought that struck me – yesterday’s can…when will we change…
The second – only a tissue paper…not much difference…
The third – today and right now…pick it up and dispose it off at some suitable place.
And I did just that.
This shows, we are not yet ready.
We are still chained in mindless habits and thoughtless actions.
But what I’m trying to point out is that, as far as your conscience is with you, its your responsibility, duty and yes, a right, to repair if you have done damage.
Because, I AM NOT GOING TO GIVE UP MY WORK AND GO ON PICKING SHERRY CANS FOR YOU AND NEITHER IS THE GOVERNMENT GOING TO, AS IT IS NOT ITS BUSINESS AND IF NO ONE DOES THE STUFF, FOR GOD’S SAKE, HOW ARE YOU GOING TO LIVE IN THIS COUNTRY?
India is bursting at its seams due to pressure of population. If enough food products, resources and jobs are not available, the future generations of slum areas and unemployed sectors will be none other than India’s 55% of educated youngsters.
And the population problem is the root of all our evils.
Did I hear someone blaming the government for that too?
Sure.
But I also know someone who made 23 people in a restaurant stand up in attention when the TV there showed small school children singing the national anthem.
We need more such crusaders and believe me, you and I can be, in fact, let’s say ARE two of them.