I used to love the cold winds of winters.Bright sun of the cold December morning was my favourite.Laziness that winter evenings bring were superb.
But it was all till few years back.Not any more.Now the same cold winds or the lazy evenings,may be accompanied by little rain drops only scare me.
Since the time i began understanding the issue of homelessness, the charm of winters has turned into fears.
Winters are the most severe season for the poor homeless citizens.Not that other weathers are any kind but winters probably are the peak of nature's injustice towards its people.
Yes,some do feel,'winters are to be enjoyed' but these are those people who have the comforts of their homes and warmth,both mechanical and human.
With nothing to hold on to,not having enough in terms of material and most often relations too broken down,with no alternative support systems,homeless people don't have the luxury to enjoy the weather that continuously tests your will and determination to survive.
Past few weeks have been extremely severe on the people living on the streets.With temperature going down with each passing day,problems also kept increasing.Government's response has been shocking.Hundreds of people,including old,disabled,women and small children are out in the open and our systems couldn't find enough space to put up tents to protect them from winds.
You and me,we don't die of cold.But homeless people do die because of extreme cold. Because they lack the protection of shelter that can save them; clothes that can keep them alive! Because they are homeless; because there lives mean nothing to anybody.
Imagine,people spending night after night surrounding the little fire that they manage to make by picking up torn clothes,wood,paper etc.They have hardly anything to cover themselves up.Not getting sleep is only obvious.
Its such a painful sight to see small children crying because they can't get sleep. Due to the cold and dew.
When we go out on night patrolling,many times we find people who are almost frozen and unable to even utter a word.
Person carries some load whole day and in the night when he folds himself in order to protect him from the cold,he looks exactly like a bundle of the load that he carries all day long.
Poor ricksaw pullers who do such hard labour through out the day,can't even sleep peacefully.Whats the worth of human labour?
Or may be i should ask another question: when so many people die just because they couldn't protect them from the cold,what's the worth of human life?
Isn't it shameful for us as a society that when so many people die in the silence of the chilly nights, entire city sleeps peacefully.
A friend of Koshish has rightly put it: ' Human Life is the Cheapest thing in this Country'.
But it was all till few years back.Not any more.Now the same cold winds or the lazy evenings,may be accompanied by little rain drops only scare me.
Since the time i began understanding the issue of homelessness, the charm of winters has turned into fears.
Winters are the most severe season for the poor homeless citizens.Not that other weathers are any kind but winters probably are the peak of nature's injustice towards its people.
Yes,some do feel,'winters are to be enjoyed' but these are those people who have the comforts of their homes and warmth,both mechanical and human.
With nothing to hold on to,not having enough in terms of material and most often relations too broken down,with no alternative support systems,homeless people don't have the luxury to enjoy the weather that continuously tests your will and determination to survive.
Past few weeks have been extremely severe on the people living on the streets.With temperature going down with each passing day,problems also kept increasing.Government's response has been shocking.Hundreds of people,including old,disabled,women and small children are out in the open and our systems couldn't find enough space to put up tents to protect them from winds.
You and me,we don't die of cold.But homeless people do die because of extreme cold. Because they lack the protection of shelter that can save them; clothes that can keep them alive! Because they are homeless; because there lives mean nothing to anybody.
Imagine,people spending night after night surrounding the little fire that they manage to make by picking up torn clothes,wood,paper etc.They have hardly anything to cover themselves up.Not getting sleep is only obvious.
Its such a painful sight to see small children crying because they can't get sleep. Due to the cold and dew.
When we go out on night patrolling,many times we find people who are almost frozen and unable to even utter a word.
Person carries some load whole day and in the night when he folds himself in order to protect him from the cold,he looks exactly like a bundle of the load that he carries all day long.
Poor ricksaw pullers who do such hard labour through out the day,can't even sleep peacefully.Whats the worth of human labour?
Or may be i should ask another question: when so many people die just because they couldn't protect them from the cold,what's the worth of human life?
Isn't it shameful for us as a society that when so many people die in the silence of the chilly nights, entire city sleeps peacefully.
A friend of Koshish has rightly put it: ' Human Life is the Cheapest thing in this Country'.
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