Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Don't Quit, It's Just Quicksand!

Recently I read about quicksands and it said that the force required to extract a foot out of the quicksand is 10000 Newtons which equals the force needed to lift an average family car. If such be the force required to rescue, then imagine the plight of the one who gets stuck in it. When every bit of energy is focused towards just one goal of the moment - that of getting out of the quicksand there is nothing else that one can think about. At this difficult moment trying to lift up or pull out the person will only result in the person getting sucked more into the quicksand because of the displacement of sand.

Same is the case in life, when we face the quicksands of a loss of job, loss of a loved one, disappointment in relationships, disease, loss of finance, loss of health etc. When things do not go the way we want, we feel lost, lonely, disappointed and defeated. We feel like a victim of all the woes put together and get into a depression. Well, these are part of life and they come in order to test our mettle. What are we really made up of? Where does our strength lie? When storms blow how do we cope up?

One of my recent disappointments was to know that the one I depended upon was the one who had pulled the rug from under. Looking deeper we observe that often, it is those we have trusted so much who have let us down. Most of the times the ones we know so well are the ones who play games behind our backs to disappoint us. It hurts very deeply to know that someone we thought of as "trustworthy" has broken that trust. We get trapped into a sinkhole of helplessness and look for something that is really trust worthy, truly lasting and unshakable - an anchor that will truly hold.

The good news is, that it is found that one cannot drown in a quick sand though he can be trapped. What is important is, what we do in such times? They say it is the panic and the thrashing that makes us sink. But relaxing, keeping a cool head and spreading our hands and feet helps us to float. In fact they say it is easier to float in a quicksand than in water. All we need to do is "Relax".

Relax and do what? Look beyond yourself. I guess here is where our search needs to be beyond our human paradigms - to the spiritual. God sometimes allows us to go through such situations so that we will just spread out our hands to Him and trust Him solely, and not on any human being. He wants us to just relax in Him, casting every care on Him. God is not a sadist to allow us to get stuck in the slime. But He allows them for us to beware of being earthly minded which can get us into wrong places and such sticky situations. We need to be looking up to the One - our Help in ages past whom we quickly forget and ignore so easily!!

These quick sands can be a call to let go and let God. Casting our cares on Him means throwing them upon Him. Throwing them at His feet and taking our hands off is so important. Only when we take off our hands can God do something to guide us back to the path He set for us. Disappointments are God's appointments. "Quick sands are there to prove His quick hands."


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Life - So Fleeting And Yet So Eternal!

I've lost three people who were very close to me since the beginning of this year and what pains me even more is the fact that all three have died young. It was in the month of February that the Lord took away my cousin in a tragic road accident. He was the only son besides two daughters for my uncle and aunt. He left behind his wife and two small children. In the month of March it was my good friend Danny who died while on tour in Indonesia. He is survived by his wife and only daughter. And now, I just received yet another heart breaking news of the demise of a very dear niece who struggled with a rare stem cell disorder for the last 7 years.

I wonder why a person should die so young when she has a whole life ahead of her. I wonder what the purpose of letting someone live all these lovely days in the first place was?...only to be deleted from the rolls of life all of a sudden? Why should the parents of these young ones go through these moments of heartache after having had great dreams for their children?

The only thing I can say at this moment is that our life is not in our hands. We are here today and gone tomorrow. There is no guarantee of staying alive even when all things are going well. This life is so temporal. Nothing that we hold on to is permanent. Our life belongs to the One who gave it to us and only He is constant.

I'm now reflecting as to what my life is all about. What am I doing here on earth? Why was I born? Why have I survived so long? Will it all be over when I breathe last? Is there something beyond the here and now? If there was nothing beyond this life, then the whole point of living is meaningless.

How fleeting is this life and what do we really live for? The Psalmist David says, "Life is but a hand breadth". But yet there is a thread of hope that is woven throughout the Bible that when we come to terms with this very Source of life and place our life in His hands He promises eternal life - life beyond the here and now. This gives us the hope that we will meet them again in eternity.

This is the hope I would like to leave for the bereaved families of my dear ones who have moved on to the world beyond. Dear JP, Danny and Ann girl - you will always be missed :(

Friday, June 15, 2012

Tentacles of Poverty.

Having worked for an international charity for nearly 18 years in India I have had the opportunity of seeing and experiencing poverty in close quarters. I have seen orphaned babies and children, marginalised widows, children rescued from child labour, children malnourished, children dropped out of school, parents unable to pay for their children's medical treatment, children forced to work due to the terminal illness of the father - the bread winner, children addicted to substance abuse, children deserted and lost in the railway station platforms, runaway children, children of life convicts and so on. In a land where we see these evils in a degree much too high, the average Indian has actually become numb to it. 

Living in India working for this charity, exposed me to people living in abstract poverty in the cities as well as in remote areas. During my field visits I came across a variety of impoverished people and I realised that poverty actually comes in different shades and shapes. Some of my experiences are very deeply etched in my heart. It saddens as well as enrages me when I think of some of the inhuman and unjust ways these people are (ill)treated just because, "they are poor". And in a land which boasts about over six decades of independence, democracy and development where the moneyed call the shots, the rich and the unjust rule, these are helpless people looking for a saviour who would stand on their behalf and advocate. The following are a few of the experiences that has impacted me. This is just the Tip of the tip of the iceberg, while the issues and underlying causes go much deeper.

Casteism and the colonies

Traveling in some remote and far flung places of India brought to light this horrendous social evil called "Caste System". This is where people are categorised into a caste hierarchy, which divides them and creates a social class disparity, resulting in a certain class of people branded as "Untouchables". In this very same land of the Mahatma and the Buddha prevails this demonic plague called Untouchability. The backward castes(BC) who are mostly landlords, besides all other upper castes, claim superiority over the scheduled caste(SC) who are the labourers and treat them with no human value. The SCs are unacceptable in society and hence they still live in separate living areas called "colonies" in the rural areas.

In one such place I had visited, I found that the tea shops had separate utensils for the BCs and the SCs. The BC's were served in 'ever-silver' utensils while the SCs were served in 'aluminium' utensils. These low castes were expected to live as slaves for the BCs and the other castes. They were forever to be wage labourers and workers in the field of the BCs who claimed to be the masters forever. The SCs had to purchase from the stores run by the BCs. An SC can never become an entrepreneur of his own as any attempt to get self sufficient will be quelled by the BCs. It is left as "fate" for the SC to live in such inhumane conditions until he dies, while the upper castes play "gods" to be always looked up to.

Child & Bonded Labour

When the poor need money they have to depend on the landlords. Once the money is borrowed and the exorbitant interest becomes too much to repay, the poor are left with no other option but to work for the landlords for generations as a repayment in kind. This leads to the children dropping out of school to work with their parents hoping the repayment will be a little faster. However once the child is out of school it becomes nearly impossible for the child to come back to mainstream education. In extreme cases these children work in the beedi(buckshot) industry, match factories, firework industries, garages and small cafeterias under very difficult and unsafe conditions. Illiteracy, ill health, poverty, debt and bonded labour - they are caught in this vicious cycle of poverty.

Rajnats

This is a community I came across in a state where the elite business community of India hails from. This is a community of people whose women were once the concubines and dancers in the kings' court. They stuck on to this tradition and  never got mainstreamed into society. They eventually resorted to commercial sex-work which later became the only source of livelihood for this community. They live with absolutely no idea of morality. Fidelity and marital faithfulness are unknown concepts to this community where the men - the fathers, the sons and the brothers - act as pimps to their own wives, mothers and sisters. The birth of a female child is celebrated for the prospective income she would bring through the traditional family flesh trade.

Urban poverty

Drought in the rural areas result in rural unemployment and poverty. These poor are forced to move to cities in search of menial jobs for their survival. With heavy influx of people from the villages, the cities have become over crowded. The state is not adequately geared to handle this ever increasing demand for space resulting in slums mushrooming in the cities. Some of these slums are located on pavements, near sewages, garbage dump yards, etc. and people live in the most pathetic places with no hygiene and sanitation. Children living in these circumstances are exposed to maximum risk starting from poor health to the worst crimes and antisocial engagements. These children have seen the roughest side of life and have gone to the extremes to survive and virtually have had their childhood by-passed due to poverty and gone into a premature adulthood.

HIV / AIDS

A young couple I had met in Kolkata during one of the World AIDS Day programs shared with me their experience. The man used to be a driver in a company. One fine day he met with an accident which critically injured him to the point where he could not go back to work. He tried for other jobs and found no way out. His wife became pregnant and soon gave birth to a baby girl. With the number of mouths to feed increasing and with no income, a neighbour lured his wife into the flesh trade for some income. There was little relieif financially, however, it was only shortlived. They had a crisis in their health. They began falling sick frequently. When they eventually went for medical treatment it was detected that both of them had contracted HIV. This shattered their lives and took their life on a tailspin to disaster. They found support and help from "+ve Network" a group of HIV +ve people whose vision was to raise HIV/AIDS awareness. The way they narrated their story to the people as part of AIDS awareness moved many to tears. Their story of difficulty, conflict, sorrow, social discrimination and deteriorating health was too painful to hear. As I am writing this, I am not sure if this couple is still alive and I'm wondering what has happened to their little daughter who was innocently playing as their parents narrated their story of misfortune.

The suffering of the poor in India is too difficult to be described but a first hand experience of witnessing it is what will give us an idea of poverty. But to the one who is actually experiencing it, it is an even more difficult ordeal each day. With the economic crisis and inflation compounded by insensitive and corrupt governance, it only adds to the woes of the Indian poor.

...And now, years have gone by and having come here to the UAE and a little out of touch with the once familiar context, I do feel like a fish out of water. In stark contrast, I see this Middle Eastern nation in all it's splendour and glory with all the high rise structures, some of which are displays of their superiority. I see children here growing up with such apathy, arrogance, ignorance and indifference towards poverty. I am not sure if an average NRI would get to really understand the weight of the social issues facing our great Indian nation.It's mostly pursuit of wealth, power and pleasure that I see around me and I wish those who read this blog would soften their hearts and consider reaching out and helping someone out there to find hope and life back in India.

After all don't we take pride in saying "Hamara Bharat Mahan!"