Take time off your daily routine, You can change the world

Take time off your daily routine, You can change the world

You will never change the world unless you change one thing you do daily – everyday   (adaptation from John M Maxwell)

The day starts the same way, every day. The morning routine to shrug off yesterday’s shenanigans and the night’s lethargy. The rush to beat all, to head the stream of traffic. A day of planning, plotting and devising. A never ending routine, a mad rush to – well, nowhere. Look back at yesterday, or the day before. It is essentially the same story, as it was, this day last year. You go on, as does a world.

So what did you give this nation of yours, to your brethren, to the society, to the soil that fed us???

The newsfeeds sell you the same story, under new or stolen labels. And the only thing it tells with unambiguity is – there is nothing you can do about it. The rings that control, the gangs that dictates, the coteries that destroy are at work and you better stay out.

It is only fair, isn’t it?  What say do you, who has never peeped out beyond the walls of your selfish desires, nor, ever bend you back to pick up the dirty rag on the street, have in matters that pertain to the world and its wellbeing? Who are you, who hands out little tips to get your own dues, to tell the stealers of public funds, how to handle it honestly and with prudence? What business is it of yours, as someone who has never ever, planted a sapling, to tell the powers that be, not to meddle with nature?

We are all do-gooders in our own right. Indignant remarks, moral statements, arousing speeches at weekend parties, with all the right words. And then it is time to get back to the routine. Change, as always is for someone else’s business. You stare with indignation from safe distance and from armchairs, not from where it matter – in the middle of it all.

The drama continues….

And then one day, invariably the spike hits you or someone dear.  You with all your moralistic appeals, reach a bunch of people, just like you – living corpses. They move, they talk, they pretend to listen and even less understand. Little realizing that the poison you breathed in, the slush you drank, will be theirs too, sooner than later! The sun that used set behind the tree lines, will set behind dust clouds and the river bed will be a garbage yard. They that stole will grow fat with the money of the poor and nature’s largesse, they will mine out to add to their wealth.

The do-gooder will stand, pontificating from the street side pedestal and you will go about following the routine- like the ant, busy for no reason. And worst are those who criticize, the efforts of those who try to do something. They are the rot that beset the corpses.

Nothing will change…..

Unless you make that one change. Stoop to pick up that litter. Get your dues, not by tipping, but by standing up for what is due to you and if need be making yourselves heard. Get your hands wet, when you remove that weed from the lake.

Stand up then and be counted.

YOU WILL BE HEARD!!!!!