Compassion No More

Everyday I read about rape and sexual assault and incest and murder and hunger and poverty and war and… . Everyday I wonder what went wrong.

Is it not every person’s birth right to be protected and safe and fed and clothed? And why do so few people actually step up to help? We feel pangs of pain on the inside, but we stand back a safe distance and watch and leave it to the social workers and government to do something about it.

We sympathise and discuss murders and rape, wondering all the while what made him/her do it. Then we go back into our little, protected, cocoons and continue to live as if everything’s just dandy. It’s not happened to us, right? So let’s not meddle.

If fewer people had an attitude like this, the world as we know it, would be a safer and happier place.

These acts of inhumanity and horror would never end if every person does not make a conscious effort to help those in need.

It is terrifying to know that some people don’t really care, they don’t want to care.

There are too few volunteers and social workers to assist every person, is it not then our right, as a fellow neighbour or brother or sister to intervene and help?

Ask yourself this question and think about how much you are really doing.

Everyday a child somewhere is being molested or raped. Everyday somewhere, some child is becoming an orphan. Everyday, somewhere some child has to immediately take on the duties of an adult to ensure that his/her brothers and sisters are fed and clothed. Everyday, somewhere some child has to watch a mother being beaten up. Everyday, somewhere a wife has to endure atrocities at the hands of her husband because she is not educated enough to move out or because she thinks her children would be better off with a father. Everyday, somewhere, a family goes to bed without food. Everyday, somewhere… and the list goes on!

How much of the money that you have today are you using to help someone else live a better life? Or better yet, how much of your time, have you given up to help someone else in need? How much of your food have you wasted today?

How often do we complain about all that we don’t have or about all that we want, but can’t get? Have you ever stopped to think about a child who is desperately hungry, but would never dare ask for food, because she/he knows that his/her parents are feeling the same pangs of hunger and have no idea where their next meal is coming from?

Have you been to a squatter camp or hostel and seen the conditions that people live in? This is not just a government problem. It is a societal problem that can be fixed, if everyone does his bit to help.

Government alone can’t be blamed for this. It is, sometimes, selfish desires and needs that prevent us from helping someone attain an education or have a meal. We spend recklessly and live arrogantly and then we blame government for not doing enough to help the poor.

Has God not given some people more than others, so that they can in turn help his other less fortunate children? Is that not what we’re supposed to do?

But then, some people might say: “I worked hard for this.”

Well, you were given the right opportunities; help create an opportunity for someone else.

Provide food for a child so that he/she can study on a full stomach and then turn his/her life around, and in turn take his/her family out of grinding poverty.

And finally, think about how many years of your life, you’ve used to make a difference in someone else’s life.

An act of compassion, a smile, a sandwich, a helping hand, a kind word – it’s not that difficult!


About yasheera

#journo #writer #foodie #wine lover #heart #lovelife Hello World! Welcome to my world, to my blog :-) I have decided to start blogging for the simple reason that I love writing, it gives me pleasure and helps me free my mind. Being a journalist I get to write, but not quite the stuff I really want to write about... Blogging gives me that opportunity. I write about random stuff: travels, feelings, spirituality. It all depends on my mood and frame of mind. I always kept my writings to myself, a secret, have never allowed anyone to read it, but I think that needs to change. Sharing and connecting with the world seems to be a better idea:-)
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