Uncollected garbage

We all get stirred by these elements more or less in different phases of life. Some times we suffer more because of this folly. Although it depends on the individual person, how s/he copes with it. I’m specifically talking about Stress, depression and anxiety. No matter how inevitably I decline these particular topics in me, they sometime try to galvanise me !

Speaking of myself; I like to face these mental states in any healthy way possible, rather than allowing myself to feel distressed by it. To be more precise, I try not to allow stress to kill my mood. The other day though,I was happy dappy, doing my blog sketch and suddenly a couple of emails and few phone calls wrecked my frame of mind..boo.

  • Why so? Aside from managing office overseas, I’m dealing with current workforce and sloppy paper works over here. Emm… how would I explain the matter better to you….I’m actually dealing with lots of stuff at the same time. Few of these things are not in my hand, but rather depend on government offices and other establishments being run by a corrupt working class. So dealing with all those matters, may not be as easy as ABC. But I’m facing it straight.
  • I have a stubborn family member who’s also my business partner.He’s a veteran, hard working old fashioned man with an open mind, even though some times we have our disagreements. In the past though, we had serious arguments but not anymore, since I’m trying to find inner peace. Although I wish I could be more supportive to him.    
  • Money..hah..What if money wasn’t an object! I’m not rich, nor with a healthy bank balance. I have few debts but that doesn’t stop me from having an ice cream every now and then! Winning a lottery would solve many problems but I don’t want to depend on luck that way ;)..
  • Hmmm..life in general …emm ..No, I’m not too stressed out, hahah. I know things could go better than how it is now but still, I am not complaining. If I look back a couple of years, few of my plans went unsound but I made friendship with the past.  There’s nothing new in the past, right..
  • Every relationship has its ups and downs.The Love of my life, also gives me stress sometimes! But I don’t fully acknowledge it to be stress because on the other hand there are millions of positive things. All these things are life changing. I’m proud to have her in my life. It’s the most amazing thing that ever happened. Even though there are some healthy disagreements.Than again i trust  my true gut feeling as well. I suffered in life in many ways, I was iron, got burned to steel.I want to see how far I have to go with my true love.I see you inside out.

My gears for kicking out the negativity:

  • The girl I L o v e. Not only she neutralize my dire dragon but she is also a true companion, best friend.
  • Running & crossfit.
  • Music.
  • Jay walk, observation, random interaction with stranger.  
  • Cooking.

April is also stress awareness month. I know there are many people out there with situations that are a lot worse! My problem would be a luxury compared to theirs. To cope with pressure, agony, burden, trauma many people brace unhealthy habits like, drinking, smoking and some chose drugs. Mental health is not any less important than physical health. In my opinion, it’s vital!

So please don’t ignore the signs of stress. Let’s deal, find out the reason, time and don’t let it kill you slowly. I call this; garbage, nobody collects but you. And only you can recycle, absolve for a better You!

 

  

    

       

 

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Bright Faces

Today, I’m going to introduce you to a few wonderful people. I met many people along my journey and these three kids deserve to be in the spot light.

I have written about a special encounter I had with a kid before, when I wrote about Child labor before, but these kids are at least as special...

  • Shefali, I meet her during my interpretation job  in a rural village .We interviewed and documented her family life. She’s only 14 yrs old and mute.She goes to a local school but often faced bullying.

Despite her verbal disability she’s a jolly girl. To be honest, she’s also brave for a country girl.I mean we needed her for video shooting with some acting skill, which she did without any hesitation and hundreds of locals around!

After our work there, I spent some time with her family and herself.I tried to give her my positivism and courage. Her mother told some sad stories about her daily life.

You see, living in a village and being a mute is very hard, especially for a girl. So many hyenas, preying on those they would perceive as weak! She was growing up and would soon hit her teens, and a rough world was awaiting for her.

Who would guide her properly? Her parents weren’t educated people and busy with daily life. Who will help her on higher education and such? To grow up, how much more difficulties will she face?

Someday she’ll be handed over to some husband, if her family finds one! I’m sure they need to furnish him with lands, money and god knows what else. What if he’s an another hyena? Yes, there is a chance that some kind, understanding heart marries her and that they venture the joy of life together.

Before I left the village I consulted with her father and an NGO person for her alternate career.

I truly wanted to see her become independent and not be perceived as a burden to any!

  • Amena, was the girl who followed us through our work with a curious smile in another village.Locals don’t care much of her, as she is from the next village. She has a mental disorder, local word is ‘Mad girl’. She kept asking us to visit her family, which we did.

Her family is wealthy compared to the other villagers. We met her mother, who was worried sick for her only daughter. It was quite a surprise for her mother that Amena brought a guest to the house.

She complained about Amena’s tendency to wander off without any notice.There were times when Amena went off for few days without a sign.

Apparently Amena, had been hit by a lightning bolt a year ago, which had caused her psychological disorder. They visited many doctors but they didn’t achieve much of a progress.In their attempt to help, her parents did the most horrible thing to her; calling in the aid of local voodoo doctor which is basically torture! What she really needs is counselling and true medical care, not these harmful practices.

She expressed her disappointment when she found out we wouldn’t be staying with her. We tried to comfort her but we could not accept her invitation.Even though she was a bit lost in her mind, she demonstrated her own way of figuring things out.

She observed our work in her own way and answered like a true philosopher; “You’re taking video of present times but our life will carry on without the camera”, “No one can record time.. but that doesn’t matter”.And then she burst into laughter! I think her mind works quite amazingly and it’s a pity hardly anyone understands her.

It would do her good to have access to higher medical treatment, may be someone in the neuroscience dept. Her brain discovers things which normal people don’t. She lives in a rural place where hospital care was barely available.

I shared my thoughts with her parents so that she won’t end up like another mad one in the village.      

  • Rahim, is a Dhaka city Tokai who lives in a slum and collects plastic garbage from the street.

    Our introduction was an interesting one for me. I was drinking bottled water in a commercial area of Dhaka city and this little street kid(!!) came up to me and complained about why people didn’t leave some water in the bottles when they threw away so he could have the last drops!

I couldn’t drink the rest of the water after that. Giving him another bottle full of cold water wouldn’t solve the issue there but I did help him out for the moment with some food!

What or how do we solve the street kid issue ?.. Don’t ask me; i’m looking for the answer too!..

He moves around from place to place (slums). He is an orphan and often uses a local drug called Dunde, which is a glue for repairing punctures on bicycle tubes. They put the glue in a plastic bag and inhale from the bag.

How can I ever live normally after witnessing this? I go by my daily routines without doing anything about it, let alone resolve it?Don’t you just go crazy over it, as well as helpless in your own self?

I did my best for Rahim while i was there but that’s not even close to any solution. May be only better path to live with dignity for Master Rahim!

There are so many Shefali, Amena, Rahim living around us. How many of us know about them or do anything about them?! I always do my level best, wherever i meet them!

I tried to make them smile and show them some better way of living.But that’s not enough and it always leaves me with sadness.

These kids are not incidents, but symptoms of a negligent, so called civic system.

If Rahim doesn’t work tomorrow, who will collect your thrown away bottle of beverage off the street, hah??