Today we all happily live in our humble, yet comfortable adobes and proudly enjoy the love of our family and friends. We all have access to basic amenities of life and we make the most out of it. Our children very proudly march to the national anthem in their respective educational institutions. Long Live our countries and Long Live our children. May God always be merciful on us and keep on blessing us with his gift of love.
We all are not just decent but also great human beings. We take care of our youngers and elders equally. We lead a happy and blissful life. We also make sure that we contribute towards the good of society and most of us enthusiastically participate in social and charitable events.
I wanted to wish all of you a very happy and blissful life ahead. May we all flourish equally.
Despite of our good nature most of us are either oblivious to the injustice towards the poor, needy, oppressed, minority, women and kids or choose not to engage in such depressing conversations. I am completely with you in your point of view because I used to cultivate similar thoughts.
We are a part of a capitalist society where the principle of existence is based on making money. We need to be at par with the changes of times, if we wish to lead happy lives. I understand your need to become rich and I would not demean it by labelling you greedy. We all have our dear ones to feed and clothe. We need to extravagantly marry our sisters and daughters to socially display our love towards them. Even as cavemen we had the desire to own homes and what’s wrong to own a fancy, comfortable roof. In the end, we all want better lives for ourselves and our families.
We celebrate festivals, birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, even death at times. We make sure we proudly donate to our corporate endorsed 13 charitable organizations who very proudly claim to be helping animals, children, people and literacy. We also donate billions of dollars annually to religious institutions. Even your little one’s never shy away from leaving $1 in the charity boxes outside temples, mosques, and churches. All this money comes out from your banks debited by the goodness inside your hearts.
Today I just wanted to ask a question.
Where does all this money go?
AS far as I remember the poor were poor and the needy were needy and the oppressed were oppressed and the women were victims and the children were abandoned, when I was 7 years old. I used to cry a lot seeing them suffer. I am 27 years old now. It’s been 20 years watching people suffer and trillions of dollars donated to end their sufferings. Surprisingly they still suffer and oddly I still cry, each morning, every afternoon, evenings and before I attempt a failed sleep.
It’s beyond my reasoning to understand this degree of failure of these so called charitable and religious institutions.
We, BrokenRadio run an online blog majorly focussing on making the world a better place.
Due to our revolutionary unbiased take on social issues funding has started pouring in from across the globe.
As much delighted we were because of such overwhelming support, initially, our spirits were crushed when we realized that these funding are either religiously or politically motivated. As much as we want to help people, we cannot indulge in blood money. Religions breed hatred and kill people. Governments thrive on fear and enslave people.
If any of you good souls wish to stop contributing to the failed charitable and religious institutions, we would happily engage in your small contribution. Any little support towards this bigger cause would be highly appreciated.
We want to change the world and we want to make it a better place, for our children. But Rome wasn’t built in a day and Alexander the great had a fleet. We are powerless without your support. We would encourage you to contact us with selfless funding assistance. In return, we would show you how powerful is a smile of a needy and how fake is the society endorsed by those who are greedy. Hope for your assistance.
Have a great day and may your children have a better tomorrow.
She moved slowly, towards him With a definite pace He moved slowly, away from her With a chaotic pace They moved closer with a sway They parted away with decay Everything is falling apart Nothing is static It’s appalling
Those smiles faded Lame cries echoed No one to cheer Souls lack the ability to hear Those painful cries wrapped in love Shut down feelings Everything is falling apart Nothing is static
She smiled for a last night Tears rolled down those pale cheeks Salty are her bleeding lips Blood dried between open legs Nothing is static Everything is falling apart
It’s appalling She would go to find a new home Today! This day! The end; She said
It was the Persian poet Amir Khusru who referred to Kashmir as a paradise on earth. There is an old stone plaque in, Shalimar Gardens, which proclaims “Agar Firdaus bar rōy-e zamin ast, hamin ast-o hamin ast-o hamin ast,” meaning “If there is a paradise upon earth, it is here, it is here, it is here“.
It is also mentioned that when Jahangir was asked on his deathbed about his cherished desire he is credited to have said:
“Kashmir, the rest is worthless”
Well, reading such great poetic words:
Always I wondered
How could one term a piece of land heaven
It baffled me for ages
Why do poets write such praises
After all it’s just a land, few trees, few mountains
A valley blessed with decades of unrest
Lost peace as a concept
A land once white as snow
Now has traces of blood
On every leaf which has the mettle to grow
A land trampled by army boots and assault rifles
A land filled with widows, staring out the windows