Life...cant define it.. !!

hmm....

I am unable to recall.. when did it... all start...
It was probably a Sunday evening.. while I was coming out of a Restaurant... the occasion was
me getting admitted.. to an MBA college....
this was probably the first time.. me throwing a party open for most of my LMC batchmates...
I was walking back.... thinking as if I have conquered the world..... as if.. nothing else mattered more in Life....
The feeling.. was awesome... but then... it all started happening.. to me..

Thanks to Nepalese King Birendra and the Health minster of Nepal for not having a quality hospital in Birganj ( my native place) that i was born in a small place called Raxaul, India. I was born in India, can still can myself indian ( according to laws in India) though I would always love to be called as a Nepali....

I just mentioned this above.. to tell that. the thinking.. which is going to come now is not because of me being a Nepalese or Indian... its just the thinking that needs to be groomed and taken care of..

I was on my way.. back when I saw people lying on the way...and having a sound sleep which most of us would miss even if sleeping on Kurlon or so ( forgive me for the wrong brand of bed).
I mean.. I would spend laks of Rupees on me... just for gaining an educational degree.. which would just be a value addition to me... so that... I become a better person in life.. and live my life happily.. But... am I really happy.... I dont... know...Its a fact of life.. that....Man is Selfish.... the more u give.. the more he wants... we have lots of cases in pasts.. where people having lost their families. for greed ( the Midas-Touch story).

I dont know.. that what worth would be me spending this much of fortune on my development which could have been a a fortune for many..... I am a lucky guy... surely I am .. to be born in a family which has always fulfilled what I have desired... but.. i seriously dont know what mistakes did those people commit who are starved to death everyday... who sleep under the open sky counting stars everyday.. with no other options ( which I desire but cant do), who die due to lack of basic amenities everyday... and so on...

But.. I am enjoying.. my life.. living life with all luxary but still cursing and crying for small things which I dont have... I guess.. this is the story of everyone.. who can read this....

I know.. many may have thought all this... The only thing.. we have common.. in us.. the lack of courage.... the courage to rise and.... dont know what to do...
I dont know what to do... to overcome these inequalities.. to overcome this injustice....I am just trying to be a woman under a veil.... and I am afraid.. to take it out....