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|Volume 11 |Issue 43| November 02, 2012 ||
I was going through my Facebook this morning and was completely disgusted to see that people had posted pictures of themselves slaughtering cows for Eid. They actually have graphic and gory pictures showing slit throats of the poor animals. Not only do I find this objectionable and disturbing, I believe that it violates many religious rules as well. I am sure it isn't said in the Holy Book that we must make spectacles of these poor animals during their deaths. It saddened me deeply to see such insensitive behaviour among my friends and people of my age.
The other day I was walking on the street when I noticed a few street children beating a stray dog. I was just about to protest when to my surprise, a girl jumped out of a passing car, and furiously ran after the children, trying to get them to leave the poor animal alone. I have never seen any well dressed young woman belonging to the upper middle class behave in such a way just to protect a stray. It touched me deeply as I watched her carry the injured dog into her car, possibly to get it medical attention. I hope to see more of this in the future.
The Stories left unsaid
A few months ago, I went to Cox's Bazar with my family and an incident occurred there. It was nearly 11pm when we were walking back from dinner at a nearby restaurant to the hotel. There were very few people on the streets. Suddenly, a small child, maybe two years old, came in front of us and asked for some money saying he was hungry. The child was really cute and adorable. He was so small that he couldn't even speak properly but yet he had to beg at such a tender age. My father asked him what he wanted to eat after taking him to a nearby store and he pointed to an ice cream. To our surprise the shopkeeper began shouting at him and asked us not to give him anything! But we bought him an ice cream and it was worth seeing the joy on his face. His cute, little face glowed up like a 100 watt light bulb as if he had been given a heavenly treasure. When we asked if he wanted anything more, he shook his head, happy with the ice cream only. As I walked away I couldn't get this image out of my mind and kept thinking about how a very small thing can make someone so happy. It is his age to play and eat well but sadly due to the cruelty of the world he is deprived of a healthy childhood. While some have a lavish childhoods filled with love and care, these children don't even get to eat properly. Their lives are like the waves of an ocean drifting away with the tide, and their voices like many others, are left unheard.
This morning, as I was walking to school, I noticed a group of police officers making fun of a female beggar who appeared to have psychological problems. They were jeering at her and pushing her around, until she started to cry helplessly. I watched angrily for a while because there was nothing I could do to stop it, but I deliberately walked by and took a good look at each of the officers, just so they knew that their behaviour did not go unnoticed. When they saw me staring, one of them asked me to be on my way and lifted his baton up as he did so. I walked away but I really hope I managed to unnerve them a little. I worry about what is happening to our society, where even law enforcement officers resort to such lowly acts.
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