Arazu, a single Afghan mother of four smuggled herself with 2 sons from Afghanistan to Germany after bribing exorbitantly at the borders. This was in 2011. She still awaits the reunion with her daughters.
Hyeonseo Lee, a North Korean national escaped the country for the better world only to reunite with her family after 14 years.
Kunsang, a Tibetan woman who left her home country with her daughter in order to survive from ruthless invading Chinese army. Though she is over 90 she has never been able to return to her country. Living an exiled life.
And it’s just not them. There are thousands of people every day who put their lives at risk to find out ways to escape from extremist countries. I am left flabbergasted with the immense courage and determination (of course loads of money!!) displayed by these people to leave that toxic political and social environment in desperation.
Living in a democratic country I still crib about the corruption and bureaucracy prevails in India however when I read such stories I feel so fortunate to be a part of it. It is sad that some of us are very unfortunate not because we are born in poor families or with some disorders but to take birth in a country like Afghanistan or North Korea!! There, the life of an individual is not his or her but it is heavily dependent on the political scenario of the country. In North Korea not even that option as there is only one man rule. I have been wanting to write on Kim Jong-un since long but have never been able to understand how one family has been able to hold its control on its people for that long even after incidents of insurgencies all around the world. Pick up a history of any subdued nation there is always one section of society raising its voice against autocratic rule and starting some sort of Guerrilla Warfare against the ruler but it is disappointing how we haven’t read any such revolt in North Korea.
It is quite despairing, you take birth in this world only to find yourself on the behest of country leaders. Suddenly your life is not yours. You are scrutinized, monitored and live in constant surveillance. And making matter worse if you are born with shit luck you would either end up losing your life in a suicide bomb attack or a vegetable life in a concentration camp.!!!
It is only when I want to draw some inspiration I inclined towards spirituality and religion. I am a Hindu but it is always the other religions I draw my inspirations from. We have so many religions that it is tough to cherry pick which one would inspire me today. No religion offers bad teachings, however due to some disturbing elements in society Islam has been looked with distrustful eyes. At times, a dimension of Islam that is Sufism has brought solace and inner peace to me so, I have all good things to say about this religion. It is not Islam which is inspiring me today but Buddhism. I have to admit that I am sort of biased towards this particular religion and I have no specific answer to that. Umm. may be I do. The whole protocol of this religion inspires me in a way that I start feeling disassociated with the materialistic life (that’s a different thing that I rebound to same materialism once I’m overfilled with spirituality). I have been fortunate enough to visit many (like really many) Buddhist Monasteries in India and abroad, some even too difficult to reach!! but I don’t get bored of them. I don’t see them as temples or tourist sites but for me they are more of places I look to relight myself. India being an ally of Tibet is quite influenced by Buddhist culture so it’s not tough to find a Buddhist Monastery. From the time I have started visiting them , the enchanting aura of the Buddhist temples, the monks in red-orange robes, the perfumed incense sticks, huge idols of Buddha, the Golden etched pillars and lots of open space for meditation has always called me back again and again. I have been to so many Monasteries that the whole scene is like engraved on my mind.
Last Christmas, I went to the Monastery in Mcleodganj also called as ‘Little Lhasa’ as it is an official residence of Dalai Lama. And the moment you enter the temple you are filled with the tranquility. I just sat there for two hours and meditated (only I didn’t levitate). I like the Buddhist idea of praying or remembering God in utter silence unlike other religions where there is not much quiescence you’ll find in a public place, even in my religion, we celebrate God with more music and dance, it’s a more grand affair. However, Buddhism teaches you that the God is nowhere but inside you so shut up and listen to your inner self (atleast for some time).
It’s my time to just sit back, put some Buddhist chants on my phone and let the images of it flow in my mind.