The reflection of what we see and what we perceive is
foreign for our own feelings.
We talked about the political and social changes, the
gyration of the youthful thoughts. We read The motorcycle diaries and we sported the t-shirts with the
face of Che in all colours.
But do we know the streets? The feelings, the priorities,
the truth and the love?
Prof. Bhim Singh, the founder of Panther’s party of India
took over the streets of the world on a motorcycle investigating the various
issues of the world.
Yes, we also take motorcycle rides,late night offs and chai
breaks at the outskirt dhabas, But where
is our heart?? The manliness is lost, the spirit is dead and our emotions are
too self centered.
Every chhotu at
the neighborhood shop has a story that is strong enough to move a human .Our Ramesh Chacha who always jokingly advised to
quit smoking (though selling cigarettes was his source of income) opens his shop till 11.30 in the night just to earn
a few extra pennies for his child’s education because he knows that “aj ke zamane me padhai likhai hi sab kuch
hai” and the story goes on for every other person we see and never give a
second thought to.
It takes nothing but a few seconds to give a thought and the
rest happens by itself .Feel what you see ,talk to the people who are not
related to us. Walk free, hear purely
and come out of the comfort zone.
Love the street. Live the street and sense the street. Be at
the helm of your heart because
“bada mushkil hai
banjara mizaaj hona bhi
Ek saleeqa bhi chahiye
awargi ke liye”
Jai Hind.
