I got this mail.
"Please don't be so bitter. If you post out of bitterness and negative emotion it is not good for you and it makes the situation unpleasant for the reader. Ourpourings of twisted bitterness, this will just eat you up from inside. You need more equanimity. If your aim is use facebook as a way to raise awareness then please moderate your voice and don't attack the very people who can help you. There is a positive way to give the message. The village people are not as upset as you are."
1. There is no bitterness at all. Yes, there is an sorrow and despair that I pour out. At the poverty, and at insensitivity built up by a systems that isolates the rich from the poor, and kills the soul of one and the body of the other.
2. Well, the situation is far more unpleasent than I portray. And what the poor child undergoes when he watches the rich child eating pastries behind glass walls, only the poor child knows.
3. I am not 'useing FB', and 'looking for people'. I am simply telling stories - stories of greatness, and of poverty, and of my understanding as a neighbour and friend for two decades. My work ends there. It is the god's work to change hearts.
4. The village people are malnourished and at the end of despair. And if they are less upset than me who only watches their despair - they must be gods.
And I can only share with those urbanites who feel they can 'help', that the reality needs to be seen before we can 'help' ... and one reality that has kept my perspective since my twenties is
"I sit on a man's back, choking him, and making him carry me, and yet assure myself and others that I am very sorry for him and wish to ease his lot by any means possible, except getting off his back." - Tolstoy
"I sit on a man's back, choking him, and making him carry me, and yet assure myself and others that I am very sorry for him and wish to ease his lot by any means possible, except getting off his back." - Tolstoy
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