How'd it feel to not know, from where your next meal will come from?
Hunger, a feeling, many of us would have never had a chance to feel in our lives. At least, not due to lack of means to buy food. We, fall into the upper or upper middle class of our country. Washed clothes, fresh food, and soft beds are no strangers to us. We live in relative comfort and are capable of affording a few luxuries. We are a very small percentage of this billion-headed society, using most of the resources, this country puts on sale. For us, hunger is just one more topic to blog and write poems.
But for a child, watching his neighbours in new clothes, with bars of chocolate and sweets, bursting jokes along with crackers on a Diwali, wearing his torn rags, and un-brushed teeth, needless to say, with empty stomachs, hunger means a lot more. For a garbage picker, to see a pair of worn out slippers, in one of his garbage cans, who is more than happy to wear it, hunger means a lot more. For a platform dweller, a temple beggar, an undertaker, a rain-forsaken farmer, and for more than 60 % of Indian population, it means a lot more. It is a way of Life.
The only thing a poor lad can get in this country for free is hunger. As per a recent statistics, more than 60 % of our population lives on two meals a day. Over 250 million earn only Rs 14 a day. They afford only one meal. And roughly 10 % of our population get food, if its their lucky day. We have malnutritioned kids, maternity deaths and farmer suicides. Obviously, more than half our country, lives in hunger.
By no means, all these people or lazy, foolish drug addicts or some other ass holes. Born in a poor family, brought up with no education and ending a beggar is no fault of a child. Over 75 % of our children are born into poverty. They can not be blamed as lazy fuckers. Were we had no opportunities, we would have made it into that list, probably.
The most difficult situation, a man can put himself in is to stand in front of a crowd, crying with an ugly voice, for some money, for some food. We call him beggar. He has to let go his dignity, his pride and his head to stand up for his stomach, for his life, to see the next minute. Now, imagine you in that situation. You can't, right? A shame to satisfy an organ. A death to live. A disgrace and a torture. The last fucking thing, you want to do on Earth. If a grown man can't bare this, how can a child? Think about it.
I am no expert mathematician. But, I can multiply. Roughly, 40 % of India population can afford three meals a day. If all these can donate a couple of rupees a day, 60 rupees a month, it makes 80 million rupees a day and 2.5 billion rupees a month. This can help some hungry tissues, to chew. All it takes is a couple of rupees. So please donate.
If this two rupees can help feed someone, to see some smiles across, it is worth giving!
But for a child, watching his neighbours in new clothes, with bars of chocolate and sweets, bursting jokes along with crackers on a Diwali, wearing his torn rags, and un-brushed teeth, needless to say, with empty stomachs, hunger means a lot more. For a garbage picker, to see a pair of worn out slippers, in one of his garbage cans, who is more than happy to wear it, hunger means a lot more. For a platform dweller, a temple beggar, an undertaker, a rain-forsaken farmer, and for more than 60 % of Indian population, it means a lot more. It is a way of Life.
The only thing a poor lad can get in this country for free is hunger. As per a recent statistics, more than 60 % of our population lives on two meals a day. Over 250 million earn only Rs 14 a day. They afford only one meal. And roughly 10 % of our population get food, if its their lucky day. We have malnutritioned kids, maternity deaths and farmer suicides. Obviously, more than half our country, lives in hunger.
By no means, all these people or lazy, foolish drug addicts or some other ass holes. Born in a poor family, brought up with no education and ending a beggar is no fault of a child. Over 75 % of our children are born into poverty. They can not be blamed as lazy fuckers. Were we had no opportunities, we would have made it into that list, probably.
The most difficult situation, a man can put himself in is to stand in front of a crowd, crying with an ugly voice, for some money, for some food. We call him beggar. He has to let go his dignity, his pride and his head to stand up for his stomach, for his life, to see the next minute. Now, imagine you in that situation. You can't, right? A shame to satisfy an organ. A death to live. A disgrace and a torture. The last fucking thing, you want to do on Earth. If a grown man can't bare this, how can a child? Think about it.
I am no expert mathematician. But, I can multiply. Roughly, 40 % of India population can afford three meals a day. If all these can donate a couple of rupees a day, 60 rupees a month, it makes 80 million rupees a day and 2.5 billion rupees a month. This can help some hungry tissues, to chew. All it takes is a couple of rupees. So please donate.
If this two rupees can help feed someone, to see some smiles across, it is worth giving!
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