Stop... and think..

The phenomenon of suicide among the youth



Being suicidal is not uncommon or wrong. Choosing to actually commit suicide is.

Quite a strong statement to begin with. I know. But let’s just be honest with each other for once. Me as the author and you as the reader. Let’s not be judgmental already. Life is as it is series of hard choices to make. Some of us do make the wrong choices and they’re entitled to them. Everyone makes mistakes after all. But consider this for a bit before you pass a judgment or decide what to think.

“Suicide is an attempt to seek relief. Relief is a feeling. And you can only feel a feeling if you are alive.” You can’t feel a thing if you choose to die instead. A lot of us at some point of time have felt so miserable or helpless in life that suicide seemed like the easiest option out. And those who are reading this have obviously made the correct choice and have learnt huge lessons about hope and faith and healing.

Why does “Failure is a stepping stone to success.” have to remain a line we learnt and forgot about in school? It’s a rhetoric question and the point is it doesn’t have to be. Failure and loss are passing phases. If you didn’t do well enough in your exams, it probably means that you didn’t study hard enough. If a love affair didn’t work out then it probably means that the person didn’t really care about you as much as you thought they did. If it’s a life and death matter then one must understand its part of the deal we make when we are born: to handle such occurrences maturely. You can choose to revel in a person’s memories than to die in their wake. Giving your life will not ease the pain of losing someone and nor will it bring back the person you lost. It will only be a cause for more concern and pain.

Instead, talk about your pain; share what you feel with another. Maybe another person went through what you did and may help you deal with it. Not everyone is prejudiced against suicidal thoughts. Forget about stigmas for a while and see a therapist. People around you who think you’re a bit tweaked are fools. They are the kind who thought Galileo and Pascal were mad. Make your life your prime concern. Make living your prime goal. Dissatisfaction is a state of mind. Get over it. Get over yourself. Look at the bigger picture. Find something fulfilling to do. Cut your losses and get out of any and every hurtful situation you may be in. And last but not the least, count your blessings; you’ve probably had more good things happen to you than a lot of people have. You’re much better off than the dying, hungry children in Somalia. Think about it. Consider the fact that someone loved you enough to give birth to you. You owe it to them to live.
Live, I say!
Breathe!
The world is your oyster; gleam!
For you are the pearl!

And here I rest my case.

You're not alone!

Lost

A face in a million,
And I walk by myself.
A life like a zillion,
And I live by myself.
A poet unlike anyone,
My words don’t make sense,
Anguish is a marker
Despair is another
I see myself in bits and pieces,
I see myself in other faces,
I see myself in every grimace,
I see myself whenever you cry,
I’m your sadness,
I’m your tears,
I’m the sum of all your secret fears.

This is dedicated to all the tons of young people who live by themselves; away from their families.. You're not alone you know.. Don't be.. Suicide is some thing i feel very strongly against.. Please talk to someone before you decide to do anything drastic.. And if you ever feel you that life handed you the worst deal, close your eyes and think about children in Somalia.. You're better off you know..

Riverbend's Pain!

Pain prompts one to write. The world has seen all kind of writing because of pain ranging from suicide notes to ballads about heartbreak. It's all a person's personal pain on paper. How often does someone else's pain prompt one to write?

Wel, I don't know about you but today I want to write that I am capable of feeling the pain of another individual wholly unconnected with me and my situation in life... I want to write about a fellow blogger.. Riverbend, the author of Baghdad Burning...

I feel her pain..

It stumps me, how is it in the capacity of an individual to defile another individual's whole life for a selfish benefit.. Are we really that blinded by our own capital interests..

Beats me how a certain man or a lot of men in history for that matter fail to realize that people of a civilization have a history, a culture, a lifestyle which you have no right to disturb in any fashion, just because you deem fit and you are in a position of power to do so? Or are you trying to deem them uncivilized anyway and that it doesn't matter any which way you treat them because they've had worse..

Mr. Bush, imagine being fast asleep in your bed one night and suddenly waking up to find a soldier holding a gun to your head and another 10 surrounding your house.. There is an entire internationa community and a self-sufficient local community which is ready to bear responsibility of a senile old despotic leader.. You do not need to misuse your power to use it as a pretext to intrude into their homes and not just impede but infact make impossible their development as an individual country...

I allege that you did it just for the oil.. I suppose now the next thing is that Iraqi citizens should be grateful to you for al you've done for them.. And suppose for a second even if they were, there are almost 700 American mothers who will never forgive you for wilfully urdering their sons.. As Commander-in-Chief, you were responsible for them and their well being.. You betrayed a lot of confidences just to settle old scores..

Millions homeless.. Dying of either your bullets oryour mismanagement.. And you still got re-elected.. Pride comes before a fall.. I learnt that in primary school.. I dont suppose you ever went there Mr. Bush? Because if you had, you would also have learnt humanity and to feel another's pain..

I'd always thought it in the capacity of only content individuals to be able to be concerned about another's pain.. But as I've realised that's not true.. My life is not perfect.. Far from it in fact but look at her... Look at the way she lives.. Look at the way the population of Somalia lives.. Look at the way people live in villages in Orissa.. Suddenly my life is not that bad you.. My largest complaint for today is that I'm never going to be able to afford a Harvard education.. But look outside.. More than half the children in this world are not ever going to receive primary education forget the kind of chilhood i had..

Feel pain which is not yours for a change.. Change.. Be the Change..