"WHEN LIVES BECOME STORIES"

Hy Frnds, As I have been engaged in some activities , I Couldn’t reach you all for some time.  Actually I wrote this blog unexpectedily.  For me this is not a blog but a script written by me for a short film indeed.  At present I don’t have enough knowledge to convert this script into pictorial form,may one day I could make my dream true. You all may feel confused, what’s the purpose in writing a script in my blog. This is not to show my creativity, but the creativity of god. The characters and the script itself is written by the god in real life, am just trying to narrate it to you. I hope one or two may understand the bonding between the relations. Here it may be Brother-Sister Relation, but it can be any relation. Just feel that bonding J

First of all am apologizing the real life characters, without their permission am sharing their life to you, not for the popularity but for an inspiration. Let me write this blog in the form of a story _/\_

This story  happened at a Government Primary school in Kerala. When the Bell rang for the classes to start, all children rushed into their classes.At that time the children were coming out from the school bus just arrived and rushed to their classes. Everyone is in uniform except 2 children;- One girl studying in 2^nd Standard, and the younger boy studying in 1st standard. Both of them are not properly dressed as well as untidy. At first look we will understand both of them didn’t touched the water for 1-2 days. The bag and all belongings of the boy  is in the hands of the sister. She took him to his class,giving back all his belongings and also a kiss at the forehead and ran to her class.At that time her Class teacher was taking the attendance. She waited for the permission from teacher, seeing the untidy girl Teacher just shout at her like a lioness!  Childish face of the sister became dull, and without uttering a single word she took her seat at last bench. After few minutes the peon arrived and list those students who didn’t paid the bus fees. She was the only one from that class and when Teacher questioned her she replied that her mother doesn’t have money to pay. Now the teacher asked the peon and enquired why this girl is studying in 2^nd standard directly without studying the 1^st standard. Peon requested the teacher to let it go

When the bell rang teacher was desp and dull for shouting at a small kid, so she went near to that girl and enquired why she is untidy ,why she is coming to the class directly from bed without even taking a bath.That time being childish,so sensitive that girl without any hesitation narrated her story to the teacher. She don’t have a father and her mother is looking after pregnant women in various houses. In morning she will go for work letting her 2 small kids alone at home. This sister looks after the young boy as a mother and she don’t have time to spend for herself. She has to brush his brother’s teeth,clean his body with soap moreover has to spoon fed her brother with the little food available.

Teacher was shocked and was not in a mood to take class. Now Time just flown away, the bell rang for the national anthem. School bell rang and all children rushed to their respective homes.The teacher was going to home and that time she asked her co-worker,a teacher,a resident of that place,about the girl. Teacher came to know more about the girl and atlast a strange truth “ Her Brother,the one studying in first standard is suffering from blood cancer and that small girl is looking after that boy, who will leave her at anytime”. Teacher looked that girl, she was busy in taking her brother to home. She carried all his belongings and with a smile in that small face she waved to her teacher and rushed to her home.

 Here my story ends... This is may be the climax of my story,but  in real life the story is going on with many twists,for and against them.

Am not interested to disclose more details, only one thing you all have to keep in my mind is "Love and respect each other.". 

Am dedicating this story to all brothers and sisters who fights for some silly things  and get seperated. This 7-8 year old girl is an inspiring figure to me, I hope it would be same for you all also :)

Ty!!

-RJ

A letter to god

Dear God,

Honestly I don't know why I am doing  this but then one had a disgruntled Mahatma Gandhi writing to Hitler during the second world war ,so why not me to you,God .I definitely have had enough of you antics or rather lack of action. So I think I am within my rights to do this.

I don't  know whether you are answerable to anyone but I certainly hope so. No one could have got away doing things that you have done in this whole world. You're arguably worse than a last bencher in a school. Had it been a kid one could blame it on your immaturity but then you have been around since day one of this universe or so they say.Your action makes you a nightmare of a child for any mother.

For someone who has been around this long I would expect a bit of forgiveness. You aren't even a bit. How can you even think of punishing an unborn child with malformed limbs,with cancer and every single other congenital abnormality? How could an unborn child offend you? Then your defenders say they have been punished for sins of their parents. Really,are you that crazy?Even the most bonkers of Governments and Judges know better than to do that.
Or they say you may have punished them for their sins in then previous lives.That is even worse.Come on if we are going to be punished for our previous lives sin ,you could at least tell what we did wrong.Then of sins that we commit in this life you act differently even for those. You pubish some right then and there but for others you extend their for their after life.Doesn't the term equality  mean anything at all to you .Even worst the judiciary treat those under it equally.But then you cant be wrong ,can you?All religious people say so they cant be all wrong,can they? After all they do have brains.

I don't know what personality you have.But I was to make a guess I would mark you as hormone driven adrenaline junkie.You enjoy violence in way only crazy teens would.Earthquakes,tsunamis,thunderstorms everything I can think of,you have them all.Even worse is the fact that you seem to enjoy them.You have a sadistic mindset too.I don't  realise how you are able to take pleasure in the pain of cancer victim made to go through those million surgeries  and chemotherapies.How on earth are you able to watch millions get killed all in the name of the 'Merciful' god? Where the hell is your trigger happy punishment finger when we needed them the most against the Nazis, the ISIS,the Taliban?How could you watch on when over a million Jews were tortured in concentration camps? How could you give the likes of Hitler and Bin ladan a painless death after all they did? I feel wronged you merciless sadist. But then how can I be right and all others wrong? So I must be wrong again.

Your love for violence is exemplified in wars to establish religious supremacy. If Allah ,Jesus and the thirty three thousands Hindu devas are the same how could you not inteverne when Jews were being killed for the establishment of Islam.How could you watch on as Hindu and Islamic followers rioted on your name in Gujarat? How can you allow the  Quran to say it tolerates violence agianst followers of other cultures to establish the supremacy of one religion over the other? Even saints would lose their mind if something of this sort was to happen in their name.You must be insane then.

After all these years of visting a million temples I cant think of how selfish you are.Come on, every single day you have a million people visiting temples each making you an offering and 90 percent of the very same people fail to give even a single rupee to the old needy souls that wait outside the temple and you know what the worst part is you even accept the offering they make to you.How can you be that selfish.You are being cared for, pampered every single day and yet you can't give even a single penny to those in need? Granted, you may not be the one accepting the offering but how can you advocate it? Can't you give some sign to those ingenious masses that it is not your wish for the people to do that.After all you gave 'divine signs' when the action of people in kottiyoor temple to lay out cement in the wild offended you and when the construction in guruvayoor temple was not up to your taste.I can't help but think how selfish you are.

Another important thing I would like to remind you is of your stance on the female population. I once doubted you being a female due to the fact that you seem to have way too many mood swings but then you can't be,if you were to be female how can you advocate the oppression of the entire female population in each and every religious book be it it the manusmrithi or the quran or anything else.You, being a masochist  should be the worst enemy of every single feminist out there .

After these many years I can't get over the fact that you of all people is a racist.Face it you descriminate people on the basis of their cast (*cough* hindus *cough*) Even going on to equate people to cows if one is to believe that you advocate the upanishads and manu smrithi and all those.People complain about how Donald trump shouldn't be the President of the U.S.A since he is arguably a racist but then fail to get their heads around the fact that their own god is one himself.

All this and more made me rethink your status as suprme foregiving power.Usually people with power come out to be humble geniune individuals ( a certain Mahatma Gandhi comes to mind) but you are anything but. You enjoy your power like a spoilt brat. You should have been free from human emotions like Anger violence and what not but you are more like a whinig child who punishes those who dare to doubt you (*ahem*) but wants us to go on with the limbs and fathers and mothers you snatch away with no right . I can't even find a single reason you deserve to be worshipped.  If anything you deserve to be ousted from your  undeserved throne just like the likes of Mussolini and Stalin where and believe me that day shall soon arrive.

-Gokul Ramesh