What you don't know can't hurt you.

A trusitic fact. Though many of us would call it a cliché but the truth remains that we cannot be hurt by something we don’t have an idea of. The thing that makes me write in support of this proverb is a product of my own house. I daily see my housemaid coming to our house at her usual timings. She does all the work that is expected out of her and seldom does she go on a leave, thinking that her salary would be deducted(though that is strictly not the case). She has often communicated her problems to me, which sometimes seem too harsh to be overlooked. All this makes me feel bad for her and there are times when I wish to have some powers so as to help her rid of all her worries and problems. And this is the moment when it really hurts to see the kind of days these people are made to face. But, the feeling of being hurt is momentary. It doesn’t last for long. The feeling of pain vanishes shortly after she is out of my sight. It is at this moment I realize that perhaps I was not hurt but a wave of emotions came over me leaving me in a state of sympathy. Yeah, this could be the right word. What I went through in that one hour was probably a mixture of pity, empathy, disgust, and wrath. For if I had to be hurt I would have to go through the same kind of condition which she went through. Then only I would be able to understand her pain, her grief.
Similarly moving from a local issue to a more global issue, I can relate myself with the agonies of people residing in the tumultuous areas of Iraq or even the miserable condition to which the women in Afghanistan are subjected at the hands of Talibaanis. But that is it. I cannot feel anything beyond this range. All I can do is make a substantive relation between the two of us. I can watch in television and can go as far as to the extent of criticizing the way things have been (mis)handled by the US govt. under the garb of United Nations.
Does that make me less human(e) or does it take me to the next level of maturity? I think I should leave this on time to answer.

Obscureness

Things which I often feel….

The thought that I have lost the power to feel the nature fades away when a gust of wind blows past me leaving my hair disheveled.

The fear that I no longer have true friends vanishes when one of them brings me face to face with my negativities.

The thought that perhaps I lack the potential to cross the line of success disappears when I see many other people standing right across it.

The feeling of anger and wrath ceases to exist when my pet unwittingly pounces upon me with the purpose of being playful.

The smile that I wear on my face loses its charm at the sight of a poverty-stricken woman trying hard to make her ends meet.

The determination refuses to descend when someone contemptuously says, “Forget it. You cannot do it.”

The pricks of conscience stops to trouble me after I make an open-heart confession to the person I cheated on or lied to.

My first step.

Not many people have a flair for writing or to say it differently, putting pen to paper. Yet, at some corner of their heart they truely wish to derive a pleasure out of it. The feeling of delight that they have seldom experienced, a thing which is so common in the realm of writing. These are the people who may be decent at communicating their thoughts and ideas verbally but when it comes to bringing all that together to form an impeccable and beautiful composition (with an inclusion of coherency too), they take a step back. To be honest I'm one of them.

So far whatever little I have written has been confined to either my diary or to my Pc. But today I make an attempt of freeing myself from this confinement and letting my thoughts and emotions go on a sailout of this endless journey.

Since this is the first time I'm trying my hands at this so here are few instructions for the prospective readers:

1. The language will be plain simple english with no flamboyancy, having the usage of some hindi fillers too(wherever required).
2. It is needless to say that the post would be subject to my choice though I shall try to make it more varied.
3. Last but not least, feel free to give in your reviews and of course your criticism, which I'm more likely to get.