so over the weekend our neighbour passed away. he was a an ex-serviceman. strange thing is that for the last one year he was living alone. he had a wife and a son but he didnt allow them in the house. everyday he drank a bottle of whiskey. every other night he had strange women knocking on his door. when his wife dropped by he wouldnt open the door. one day his son sat in our house because he didnt open the door for him. his esteem stood in the basement, unwashed, undriven. he was found on the floor of the apartment. alone. just the way he wanted it to be i guess.
i watched a documentary on tv the other day. it was about loos in mumbai, for women. it was the saddest shittiest fuckallest thing to see. to watch men stand on the path of the loo waiting for the women to go by so they could tease them. to watch women time their bowel movements based on other factors and not the natural timings. to watch men laugh about pee'ing on the roads. to watch the same men feel shy when asked what they would do if women started doing the same thing. to see women carry candles and matches to the loo at night because there arent any lights there. to see some men in families, be men and build loos inside their houses even though they are not sanctioned, just so their women dont have to be humiliated.
how long is this going to go on???? will someone make a change???
my life is blessed. i have so many things that i take for granted and today i know that i am truly blessed and i should be thankful for all that i have. today i want to share the little that i have with someone who doesnt have anything.
the hope is there and i need to keep it alive. i cant let what i believe, die. my truth lives on....forever.
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