Ahem.......being a first timer i am little confused on how to go about........
I am an aspiring lawyer.......the results are not encouraging by the way.......I started out with the vision of giving something back to the society that i have grown up in , being brought up for most of my life in kasargod(for those who have never heard of it its the northern most district of Kerala). I had the chance of seeing something which is fading away very quickly and that is absolute love......u don't know the person standing next to you at the bus stand still you ask him how is life going on......that place is a real mixture of the culture that our country posses........at least five different languages are spoken by majority of the people there and you cant but stop to think that this is what India is and how wonderfully great our culture and country really is........everyone you meet smiles as though you have known him for ages and the smile has every bit of care and concern for your fellow being that i hardly find in Cochin or Ernakulum were I have been living for the past 9 odd years.......yes it is a big city yes you have umpteen number of places to relax unwind and relax.......but if you ask me truly there is a lack of trust and love among the people of cochin no one can be blamed for that solely.
have heard from my college buddies a long time ago that this used to be place were you could do anything and you would find anything...except love....
Riots : December 1992
I have to say though i would at any given time go back to kasargod, there is particularly one moment which made me think that i would rather be some were else than in kasargod.....
1992 changed the absoluteness that i had thought about the love people had in kasargod.....we lived near to a mosque and there as a temple near by those were the times of "Ramayana " on T.V on Sundays we would have Muslim kids from the neighboring houses coming and sitting under the TV to watch the epic that was being played out on the mini screen.....but that changed in December I remember one evening my uncle coming earlier than usual from his shop saying that there has been some disturbances here and there......then came the riots and the chaos.........
for the first time I saw an marching line ..the rapid action force......dressed in blue they used to march down our road....and the silence was such that every thump was clear to our ears..........
for the first time I realised that people could kill in the name of religion........in the name of religion you could just stab a person with whom you had shared your childhood......your festivities and every other occasion in each others house.........be it marriage of the youngest daughter of the Muolavi or the death of the Hindu elder next door it was nothing less than love for your brethren that made you weep and laugh in each others joys and sorrows.....but that December changed it all......
The Distrust was setting in......
26 November 2008
This day changed it all........I remember waking up to news about the shootouts in Mumbai.........never after 1992 have I seen such an massive response to what the country is going through.......the distrust has come a full circle now its up to the people, they have to believe in the one standing next to him......there is a realisation setting in well clearly among the younger generations, that its up to us.....to do something...... to bring a "CHANGE".........there are strong whispers to be heard about this....and believe me it is stronger than ever before........i believe it is time for that change............hoping and with this belief that one day this whisper would become an anthem......
