Unlived Childhood!

Childhood is often described with great adjectives and proverbs, but same isn’t the case with children in Africa. We all know that life wasn’t ever easy for people of Africa, but all what I’m going to tell you in the later part of this blog, with not only confound you, but may disappoint you as well.

Yes! This time I’m going to bring the unlived childhood of all those innocent children in picture, for whom life isn’t just about living, it’s about living with the pain.

People of Africa have been doing combat with their conditions (poverty, diseases, wars, lack of recourses and so on) since always, but have you ever thought about its effects of the children.
The world knows that AIDS is a killing disease, but none of us could have ever imagined that more than 3 million children have died due to AIDS in Africa and due to the same disease, around 15 million children have been orphaned. Another horrifying statistic is that around I million children are currently infected with the disease.

When a helpless mother was asked few questions about her life, she said, “within 2 years, I lost 5 of my children to HIV/AIDS and as you can see, even this one remaining is very sick and I don't know if she will survive this sickness. Maybe it is my destiny to die a child-less mother and there is nothing I can do.... God knows best"

Coming to another disastrous statistic, you all will be shocked to know that thousands of children died during war in Angola, whereas tens of thousands of children lost their lives in Uganda. And it’s not just with Angola and Uganda. Same is the story with Nigeria, Liberia, Zimbabwe and Darfur.


When asked from an orphaned 11 years old Nigerian kid, he said, “I don't smoke but most of the children living under the bridge smoke weed which makes them strong. Most of them are thieves and they rob people. I don't steal and I don't smoke. I only shine and repair shoes for people..."

Huh!

Why don’t we just stop doing this? Why can’t life in Africa be as normal as anywhere else?
I just don’t have any answer!

I Get Scared Of Being Loved!

I get scared to be alone! I get scared of living on my own! I get scared of getting once again wrought! I get scared of living with the fraught!

I Get Scared Of Being Loved Ever Again!



I do get scared when they say; they love me, because people often say what they don’t really mean.

Before I move ahead with this, let’s know what love is? Love is often misunderstood as an eternal celestial bliss, whereas it’s nothing more than an illusion that kills you when you get out of it.

Since always it’s been believed that when two individuals engender a perceptional intimacy between them, they’re in love. But does this goes with the today’s time where people give s**t about perceptions?

No!

I stoutly believe that this term needs to be redefined as per the social psychology of the ongoing decade. I believe that in this time, two individual can never be bonded to each other with the so called ‘thread of affection’.

Love Doesn’t Exist Anymore!

Further, I don’t think I need to elaborate that there are billions of ‘love zombies’ (people with eternal hunger of love) in almost all the corners of this world. They keep waiting for their so called ‘Mr. /Miss Perfect’ to glitter their life with happiness and tranquility.


I wish nobody in the world gets any ‘Mr. /Miss Perfect’, because in this case you may attain all what you have ever desired for a while, but eventually you get lifeless when your beloved (assumed by you) leaves you in the shallow pities of never-ending darkness.
Gradually, that darkness thickens so much that it engulfs you, and you become an entirely different creature, who’s indeed identical to humans, but doesn’t behaves same anymore. You become a lifeless body, with no desires to exist any longer.


It’s better to be dead, than to be loved!