Contact From the Comfort Zone
Untill the river water changes its color, we don’t know that the civilization bleeds . But how many wounds and burns it carries in its chest, who knows ? When millions and millions die of famine and epidemics, we seem to be more concerned about religious and racial identities Now the issue of Rahingas becomes fastfood of media . But it is temporary . We wouldnt stick to the Rahingas for a long time . Eventually we would be led to other sensational issues . This postmodern world moves so fast and we must keep pace with time , inspite of busy schedule of duties and responsibilites .
Globalization has given us a motto , ‘ Stay connected’ ! The revolutionary changes caused by transportation and communication have made us see the problems surrounding us as more intense and real . Again there are medias to move our mindset with images of thirsty child crying beside deadbody of mother . But to what extent this world will be moved ? Somehow our humanity is more concerned with the daily dosses of newspaper. But we ignore the pathetic portraits that come alive at our threshold . With rapid growth of urbanization, we lose contact with our close neighbours. When the agonies of homeless Rahingas draw our sympathy, we don’t see an old lady searching for pieces of bread in dustbin area at other side of our boundary- wall.
The situation of Rahingans is a prolonged unsolved issue . But were we awaiting for a thrill of bloodbath to shed our tears ? Every social issue becomes issue of religion, race and politics . Humanity dooms down ! Humanity appears helpless when we open the newspaper to get the latest news of Rahingas in one page and in another , we read with same curiosity the news of Hitlar’s clothes being auctioned in highest rate . Who is who, who is not who , that is the question . What do we value at the end ? It seems if we aspire to be remembered by this world, we neednt be essentially good but must accomplish something memorable.