she and the stones

Vo torte patthar, she and the stones
She was throwing hammer on a large stone under the sun shine. Why she was doing such a lard labor? her situation put me in dilemma that Is she a bounded labor or she just does it because she is mad or she does all this just for pittance?:( Even in this really hot summer day, it’s June and the time is 12pm right now. And the young women is just throwing hammer on the stone in front of a humongous building. But what’s the ail does the woman is having that made her to do such a hard work!! Her state made me face quandary, the job she is doing is perilous............

Standing in this so densely populated city called `Allahabad`,I wonder why these people bring so many children in this world when the poverty is tormenting the haves not .The only country in the world where people are naive enough to worship, but malicious mischief enough to murder their own, when the time comes. Specially in the villages of India where killing the female fetus is a every day go, why these people don’t think that if there wont be any female how would their species alive? Where it matter who you are or where you are from. People brawl with, behead, slay, butcher each other in the name of religion. Women are beleaguered and besieged even in this day and age,and the most shocking thing is that educated people behaves in a truculent manner. Is this our incredible India!! Where we live in a not so egalitarian society :(

Most people, especially the elite fail to exercise their right to vote and then plagiarize and find loopholes in the system. Maundering politicians do zilch for the country. The brutal acts of terrorism have left an indelible mark on every facet of daily life. Every so often I wonder where this world is headed.
No, I am not being Political; I don’t support or oppose it. But in a country where there are so many people having property in crores., where maximum population is of youth who are the future of the country ,there can be such a vicious poverty is a big question to be answered or to be solved ,huge mass of population is captivated in this vicious poverty. All the poor are having all the grief in life and even they are subjugated to recurrent physical abuse by tyrants :( .and the tyrants behaves in a destructive manner.they have become almighty of poor.its ingrained into haves mind that they are made to make poor their slave.can any one churns out miracles for them?
Well I guess I am getting too deep into the matter that can’t be solved. Well let’s take a break:)

near by that building (where the women was throwing hammer on the stone in front of it), a new mall had just opened and bells, whistles and confetti adorned the interior. It was a colossal mall and throngs of people swarmed the place. My friends were displayed artistically in the Bag Shop which was made by designers. and am one of it:) It felt exhilarating to be admired by so many people. Oh what a day!!
There was music and a sea of people undulated to the music.A group of giggly young girls walked into our bag shop. And behind them in sharp contrast, sailed in this diva, resplendent in satin and flashing an alluring smile. I just couldn’t stop gawking at her. She kept peering at me and I was hoping she’d purchase me. To my dismay, just as she reached out to pick me up, a disheveled looking woman snatched me instead. Needless to say, I was crestfallen.My new home’s owner shopped for a long time while I was tossed around. I was completely jaded and wanted to leave.

That evening, in anticipation of a party she was to attend, my owner started to parade in front of the mirror, trying on different clothes and babbling to herself. I seriously thought she was off the deep end! It took her an interminable length of time to get dressed, which baffled me since she finally wore a hideous outfit which made her look like a blob. It was embarrassing to say the least, to be seen with this maladroit woman. This was only my first day and I do not see this boding well for my future. How I wish the gorgeous girl had bought me.
Well this is the first day of me in this city and am so sorry got get distracted from the topic, it was happened all because of the gorgeous girl (my new friend in college). I was just hovering around.when I heard her giggling I just could not stop ogling her. She looked despondent. I was just walking towards her when a glabrous man pulled her with such celerity, that she almost fell and everyone guffawed at her. She was so abashed. I was so furious and wanted to strangulate him. Later I realized that nitwit guy was her boy friend. Most of them were in an inebriated condition. The party ended at around 1.00 pm and gradually I was left in complete solitude. Then I started going back and saw that women who was still engaged in her work.


Ok, lets get back to the women.she is raged, she is wearing a torn sari in blue colour and she has tied a cloth in dirty faded orange colour on her head.she is definitely size ZERO:) Don’t worry, I won’t make a typical Bollywood movie with her:D. Well she is caring a dark black, weak,weird looking child on her back.he was looking like a cadaver. Really I was feeling pity on him and that women. suddenly a girl with a bag type of thing ran to her. probably she is her daughter.that girl was wearing a light blue dirty shirt(as it was not being washed for a long) and a dark navy blue unwashed skirt. and her hair was tied with a red ribbon.she must has come back from her school.and then she started helping her mother in picking up pebbles and taking it to that huge building in front of them.they were caring it on their head. oh,is that poor little girl a child labour!!.Well it’s a typical poor backward Indian family, where every new day is a beginning of a new battle, where life is uncertain and depends on every day’s hard work. Where people are still living ages back..


Well will write rest of the story later...