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Things that need a change


You know you need a change in things,people,perspectives,situations,solutions..when the end result is not happiness,when it comes with an insight of questions that you develop after a particular thing is done.
I remember when I was in 10th and had my  board exams ahead of me,in the month of January I attended a wedding party and met couple of people.
Some of them being uncles of different shapes and sizes.I happened to sit in the room they were settled in for a bit and after a casual conversation they began talking about boards.One of them said he was passed by giving black money to the institution the other one said he was caught cheating,was taken to another room and despite he was the culprit and should have been punished he was allowed to openly cheat in that room.
Some were boasting about their high marks and the quotes responsible.
And soon there was a huge ruckus about the whole situation of board exams and its results.Also putting a light onto the authencity of the paper checking.
Not much could I frame from that conversation back then.
Now the question arises,
Should the education system of our country change?
When I was in 12th there were elections that were to be held.The roads were jam packed and not a single vehicle was able to move.
The nation was on high alert as there were several ministers which had made up their minds to visit the cities and provide “privilege” to people.Several buses,school vans,Ambulance were stuck and weren’t able to move since an hour.
I vaguely remember the shrieks of a lady whose husband died in the Ambulance because of lack of medical attention,not much was clear due to the background noises of sirens but It was clearly understood what privilege that lady got on the day!
Should management system of our country be changed?
Not long back I was returning from my usual morning walks and I saw a timid,shy and scared girl loosely walking on the road,much to my discomfort I went upto her and asked her what had happened.
She didn’t say much and turned around,that’s when I saw a blood stain on her lovely pink skirt.
I asked her if she wanted the essentials,and her reply astonished me for minimum of 10 seconds.
She told me the guy on the medical store refused to gave her a pack of sanitary napkin because the black polythenes were finished in his store!
However,I managed to help the girl that day with draping my scarf around her but couldn’t forget the fear and the look she had on her face when another human didn’t understand her need of urgency to the situation.
The whole time was back home I kept on thinking about her and questioned,
Should we as humans need to be more supportive of what our girls go through on a regular basis?
Sanitation has always been a concern and proper sanitation is the need of the hour!
How much are we as a country able to adapt the changes that have been happening around us in the name of Cleanliness?
There are many concerns but this one starts at the ground levels and most basic ones,let alone the crimes of the country…What are we doing to just clear the garbage on the roads?...

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