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Sunday morning.1

Sitting alone,I wanted to consume the2

whole holiday which I rarely get.3

But Sun was not favouring me.4

As I opened my windows,he attacked me cruelly.5

So I decided to beat the heat arguing with my friend.6

I knocked on his door.7

Door was opened by a stranger.8

I went inside.9

The stranger was introduced.10

He is Arun.11

My friend was working on a documentary.12

It was about a movement called13

'Mambai Resistance 2004'14

I was unaware of it.I asked him to15

show the film.16

But Arun was talking to himself.17

Like there is an all world inside him.18

My friend told me.19

'He was alone in the railway station.20

He had no place to go.I took him with me.'21

Last year's 'World Social Forum' was happening in Mumbai.22

Mumbai resistance was a protest movement against it.23

I was not clear about the reasons.24

Then I saw so determined people in the film.25

Even young collage women from different villages of26

India are participating in the event.27

Their question was the ineffectiveness of the benefits28

of globalization which cannot reach common man,29

which is contributing a major population of India.30

The Global finance institutions which can even discuss31

the labour laws of the country.Textile workers who are forced to32

work twelve hours a day with lesser wages to compete with the world33

market.Farmers' dreams ending up in suicides.34

And the educated class who are not bothered about the happenings.35

I was trying to understand his plot.36

Arun came with tea for us.37

He told..38

'As long as I am here..I will do anything for you'39

Then he withdrew to a corner in the room to chat to40

himself.I went and sat beside him.41

'Arun what are you talking about?'..I asked him.42

He said.43

"What I say is 100% right.44

What I think is 100% right.45

What I write is 100% right too."46

I told him..47

" Hey Arun..We are all human beings dear..we can be wrong at times"48

He repeated his words.49

I asked him..50

"Where will you write Arun?"51

"Inside my mind" he replied.52

I asked him.."Please one example..Arun"53

He said..in Hindi54

'There are oceans inside those eyes55

and you are deep inside my mind56

Be converted into a flower in the garden57

become a bird and fly towards me'58

I was too surprised to hear it from such a shattered mind.59

After a while I asked him again about his poem.60

Happily he repeated the same lines.61

I asked him.62

"Arun..can I write about you?"63

He said..'Please..dear'64

Then he went in search of the corners of the room.65

to sit there..and to chat to himself..66

In a world which is perfect..yes 100%.67

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  • shaitus
    September 8, 2005
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    Thanks dear Scuffet.
    Arun is a real person.
    I just wanted to connect to a lot of issues, just by taking the example of Arun.
    Sometimes innocence shatters the minds.
    Some times political winds so alarming.
    And the those shattered minds doesnot need reasons.
    Because, with the innocence they can deal with tears.
    And Arun is the representative of such a person.
    Anyway thanks for reading.
    ~shaitus.


  • Scrufflet
    September 7, 2005
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    wow what do i say. I'll be honest with you, I wondered whether it was going to stay so linear right the way through, I started to drift, but as soon as you spoke to Arun I was there again and then at the end I understood. It made the linearity of the beginning so worth it. I mean I guess Arun is a real person (?) but he's so abstract, he's lovely. I think you've been brave here and it's really payed off. fantastic

  • shaitus
    September 4, 2005
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    Thanks for your comments.
    Shaitus.

  • HopelessScribbles
    September 3, 2005
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    nice write

    hi,good written piece,good luck Linda

  • shaitus
    June 26, 2005
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    Hi Raja,Thanks for your comment and appaulse.I don't want to tie me up as a prisoner of any ideology.
    I disagree with your view of favouring a world of competition.Everybody is competing ...Every nation is trying to sell more.If there is a winner there will always be a looser too.I don't know who is the looser in this all competition.
    I really doubt,whether there is any positive effect of the globalization for those poor farmers.We hear so many of them
    commiting group suizides.These kind of situations really hamper
    the emotional balance of such communities.The meaning of my story is that too...don't forget such people in the race of competition.I agree with you that,honest hardwork can make a lot
    of positive effect in improving life.But at the same time,any human being is for me,just a being like me.They should not work like animals.There should be definite labour laws.Nowadays advertisement can even create a need.I think need should be the basiss of production.I am not against the concept of world market.My only concern is that,in this journey of competition,
    the interest of poor people should not be shattered.

  • Poet Raja
    June 25, 2005
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    Very Good!!!

    A little obscure to my simple mind, but makes one think and think a lot. We all have views about globalization, some for and some against. Personally I am for it since it gives us a chance to harden ourselves and really work hard.

    For too long we have lived in a closed world where a few born rich monopolised all the major Industires and very few had opportunities to rise above poverty. But now anyone willing to work hard and compete in this competitive world has a chance to become rich.

    I am as against our dirty politics and corruption as you are, may be much more. But my dear Shaitus, there is still a chance if we try to be perfect. If each one of us try our best to be perfect then we can change this society and eliminate these very dirty politicians and corruption.

    We live in a hard world my friend and we have to live hard to survive too. Don't think I am against you or your views, I just feel differently is all.

    Love and Blessings from Coimbatore - Joel -

  • orchidfalls
    June 6, 2005
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    Very Nice ,So much in it .Theres deep meanings yet its simply written .Good story !

  • shaitus
    June 6, 2005
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    Thanks Julie..I used to write poems for long.I am trying a story after quiet a long time.

  • Julie-x-
    June 6, 2005
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    great piece. love the different uses of sentence structures and effects that he words play on in your mind. Great write keep it up

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