Bangalore. India's Silicon Valley. Home to 5.2 million people.
Soon to be home to the largest begging population in the country.
There's no doubt that Bangalore is a city were money comes and goes freely. I also do not question the need to give back to society. But frankly, everytime I see another drugged and sleeping baby in the arms of a begging "mother", I feel a twinge of guilt. We gave money, we created another job opening.
It's just another story of Bangalore. India's land of opportunity.
Everytime you see a helpless child and decide to part with your change, you've just created another opportunity for a child to be exploited.
Pay attention to what we are doing to our own people. You may think you are helping, but the money you give is not going into helping the one who got your attention. If you want to donate there are so many transparent charity organizations who could use your help.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Sunday, January 15, 2006
The movie mania
Movies. So much a part of our lives these days, that there is almost no gathering, get-together or group conversation topic that doesn't swing towards movie experiences at some point or another.
Take this weekend. Four new DVDs. A Matrix Marathon Sunday. And an evening exchanging favourite movies, storyines and favourites.
I guess I'm what you'd call a movie buff. But you'd be wrong. It's my husband.
I've been watching movies since I can remember. I grew up on them, studied them, did my thesis on them, and even tried to go to college to write them!
Whereas, my husband spent our first time in a darkened movie theatre snoring softly on my shoulder...
And so time flies and life balances itself. He does the buying, watching and discussing, while I do the sleeping.
It makes me wonder what's going on with the world... is there some great cosmic set of scales in the heavens which places the DVDs on one side and Zzzzz'z on the other? I mean I've heard of ying-yang, opposite attraction and the works, but since when does one change one's stripes to maintain polarity?
I mean, I really enjoy movies. It's just that off late real life has just become much more interesting.
And perhaps there lies the point.
Take this weekend. Four new DVDs. A Matrix Marathon Sunday. And an evening exchanging favourite movies, storyines and favourites.
I guess I'm what you'd call a movie buff. But you'd be wrong. It's my husband.
I've been watching movies since I can remember. I grew up on them, studied them, did my thesis on them, and even tried to go to college to write them!
Whereas, my husband spent our first time in a darkened movie theatre snoring softly on my shoulder...
And so time flies and life balances itself. He does the buying, watching and discussing, while I do the sleeping.
It makes me wonder what's going on with the world... is there some great cosmic set of scales in the heavens which places the DVDs on one side and Zzzzz'z on the other? I mean I've heard of ying-yang, opposite attraction and the works, but since when does one change one's stripes to maintain polarity?
I mean, I really enjoy movies. It's just that off late real life has just become much more interesting.
And perhaps there lies the point.
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