Where Everythin' HappenZ 4 a Reason!!



  SCENE: 1

     A person with pot belly, strange looking spectacles and thin long beard stands in the middle of crowd and starts addressing the mass in his sharp tone, “We should stand for one another, today one of our brothers has been killed; tomorrow it may be one among us. We can’t let go such a sheer carelessness. Since there is nothing that can be done to revive the deceased soul but, as a responsible citizen we can stand united so that his family can get at least some relief in this moment of sorrow. If our small effort can bring peace to the deceased, we should play our part strongly. Let’s stand united for the victims and the poor family in sorrow.”

          The protest program gathers momentum in no time with immense gurgling waves of people. People from all walks of life marches in unison against the act of a bus driver; who carelessly ran over a young man in a brutal mishap. They pelt stones at every means of transportation that defy their protest; some of the vehicles are even set ablaze. The protestors bring the major junctions of the town to a standstill. Students, pedestrians all are part of the protest. Finally, an agreement is reached between the owners of the vehicle and the representative from the sides of the victim. A sum of rupees Six Lacs is paid in favor of the victim

           The protest is called off. People who take part in protest are happy to have been able to help the poor soul But no one bother to care if the money went to the proper hands or not.


 SCENE: 2


        Next day the family of the victim goes to see the person who acted as their representative. “Well,
I did everything to get you the money, so you also need to think about me.” The family members look at the faces of each other. They are unable to respond to the situation. “Okay”, says an old person who is the father of the victim since they do not have any other choices besides paying him for his help.

       This man takes them to the Police station from where they are supposed to collect the money, they were meant to get. The office from the police station also asks for a chunk from the sum. Since they have no alternatives other than this, they decide to feed him too. The police officer then prepares all the papers required. From there, they are taken to the District Office for the collection of the sum. Here too, the remorseless government officers ask for a major margin from the sum.

       When, at last they get the sum in return of their family member, it gets not enough even to finish the last rituals of the victim…..

© ɱɐϩτα Ͼϵϔϼα 2010



4 comments:

  1. This story happened almost everyday in life, but u make it so honestly as it was a cry and a protest from deep down in your heart against what u had seen unfair and how careless people in life. For me as a young person u r really one of the few who cares about others! Keep on going and follow yr heart in writing.....

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  2. A greetin' Neneng Tarigan,
    Thank you so much for a wonderful feedback.

    Here, in our country things are entirely different from what you may experience in your country(that's what i believe!). The rampant corruption,the damn care attitude and live for yourself policy is hither and thither. So,it was just an effort to show how business goes over here, even at the death of a person.

    I went through one of your blog too. I found it completely based on economics and aspect.Since i am new to such blog, i found it really interesting. Looking forward to read more from you.

    At last, happy new year to you. A best wishes ahead.

    REGARDS.
    ɱɐϩτα Ͼϵϔϼα™ © 2010

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  3. I like the title of your post. What you wrote shows concern for the people of your country. I don't know much about Nepal and it's a great feeling that I'm learning some from this wonderful blog of yours. I'm glad to have met a blogger such as you. Keep posting! :)

    P.S. There's one book I read, "Radhika's Story" mentioning about human trafficking. It's based on real story experienced by a young lady called Radhika, a Nepalese.

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  4. @ Greetings Balqis,
    Thanks you so much for dropping in here. It's really nice of you to share those feelings.
    I am also happy and glad to have known a blogger of such a high caliber like you; who does share the same interest like me.
    As far as Radhika's story is concerned, it may just be one of the few stories that you have read but there are thousands of such instances taking places in our country, simply because of the poverty and illiteracy.
    Again, thanks.
    REGARDS
    ɱɐϩτα Ͼϵϔϼα™ © 2011

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