at the Vijayawada halt..

I was on my way back to college after enjoying a brief vacation at home which i could avail by bunking few days.The train halted at Vijayawada .After having a glass of juice i got back into the train.I was lucky enough to get a seat beside the window. I was peeping outside, waiting for the train to move.

Now something grabs my attention,a small girl of around 4yrs old had a sad look on her face.Few footsteps away was a woman most probably her mother seated on a cement slab , stretching her hands wide open as a gesture of invitation to the child.The child seemed to be a bit angry and afraid too.The woman looked a bit poor.I regretted that i didn't witness what has happened a few minutes ago. Keeping my feeling inside i was waiting for something interesting to happen.Though i had an idea of recording the scene with my cam mobile,i dropped it after getting reminded of its low quality.

A few more footsteps away from the girl was a vendor selling bananas.In the background there were few guys on the platform who looked around 18 ,all wearing t-shirts bearing the words " help us , help the poor ".They might be part of some NGO i thought. They were talking with two women who also looked somewhat poor. I realized that even these two women were carefully observing the actions of the little girl.

The gestures continued from the mother's side but the girl with a frowning face kept her request down by nodding her head sideways.The girl now went slowly towards her mother as we were watching. After a minute she finally lands in her mother's lap, she cries out and hugs her mother as if she is in some pain.I was still trying to relate the contents of the scene i was witnessing, a mother ,small child,vendor,the slogan on the t-shirt, two women, child crying ...

Before i could complete my task i see one more thing happening but this time it gave me some clarity. One of the two women came to the mother and asked her something silently. After patiently listening to the mother with her hands around her shoulders she called one of those t-shirt guys and gave him a ten rupee note and told him something. He went to the vendor, got some bananas and gave them to the child . She ate a banana,and gave a smile of satisfaction as her hunger is now answered.Even i smiled watching the whole thing. I thought of getting down and speaking to the woman as i was inquisitive to know about their organization and work but my train driver didn't give me anymore time. The train departed and i had to be contented with what i had seen.

Two women who looked as poor as the mother , few guys who seemed to be living on the platform , a mother , and a child who was crying out of hunger.Finally i could co-relate everything in the scene.I didn't have enough words then to properly frame a moral of what i had seen and not even now i have,for it had a lot to say .Only one sentence i could say to myself ," what it needs to help people in need is not money and status,it just requires compassion for the fellow beings ".

tobacco free campus ?

Tobacco free campus! Claims the poster . True , none smokes in broad day light in the campus .Without this rule the situation will definitely not look ..eh in fact even smell good.let us look at why this rule is implemented .Not to talk about the ill effects of smoking it is considered as the smoker's lack of concern to people around since it not only effects his health but also of others. I see this as the reason behind the educational institutions and other organizations adopting the 'no smoking' policy.




Then what is this ? Seems like a gang of smokers are letting out carbon monoxide! Aren't the college officials watching this ? What would they do once they are aware of ? Suspend them from the college ? Expel them from the hostel ? or the most famous one , no prizes for guessing it , a heavy fine zeroing the account balance !



I was inqusitive to know about this vigorous smoker who once in a week smokes tonnes of wastes including polythene , grass , cardboard , paper and a lot other ingredients . Seems like a complex dope formula ! Even after warnings from my friends of not to go near him i went so close to him that i had to smell much more soot than anyone else and later fall ill.He was surrounded by dense smoke stinking so bad which could make anyone feel the agony of a tb patient. I couldn't actually see his face but i could understand the state he is in. He was on a high.He wasn't bothered about others who feel the real pinch in the form of illness, around five hundred was the number a survey revealed.Poor fellow ,he wasn't even aware of what he is doing.I thought i could help him out and every time i go to him he says he ll stop smoking and only later i realize that dope addicts lie a lot. I have consulted specialists in the nearby municipalities, ngo's and all the centers which promised a solution. At last after a lot of work and effort i did get a perfect rehabilitation procedure in hand and asked him to follow to lead a healthy life. He said yes and this was the n+1th lie.This man seems to be immune of the dope as well as the problems of the people i realized.Even now continues my attempt of making him understand of what he is doing but not bothered is the big man there.He seems to say this indirectly, "i am the one who passes orders , makes rules and runs the show , my name is management i can smoke a lot more than tobacco in the campus ! "