This is the best proof of the genetic theory. Like father...like son. Guess we do sometimes think alike. This was my reaction to the same picture when i saw it for the first time.
"I received this email with this shocking picture. I was greatly moved by the intensity of this picture. I was moved by the compassion of the vulture, the kid's will to live and was also ashamed to be a part of the bigger crowd of humanity that is just watching this hombre spectacle impotently.
Even though the kid is absolutely defenseless, the vulture will not touch it as long as there is one once of life left in the kid. If a scavenger of the lowest order can show that compassion, what is wrong with us "the highest order of evolution", the one on top of the food chain.
It is images like this which we view from our sheltered comfort and luxury that makes us ponder about our fellow mates who are everyday struggling to survive the next hour. But can you and I make any difference. I hope, for the sake of this kid ,fighting a brave battle against his fate, that we can.
This famine was not caused by natural calamities. It was man made. There is no panacea for all the wrong that is happening in the world. I feel helpless and lost. But I am sure that together we could definitely find something we could do to change things around us. Atleast the hope is still alive.
I was touched by the picture so much that I wondered the emotions in the child. For a moment I was in the sweltering heat and dirt, tired, hungry and spent. I wondered if the child thought .......
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This is the best proof of the genetic theory. Like father...like son. Guess we do sometimes think alike.
This was my reaction to the same picture when i saw it for the first time.
"I received this email with this shocking picture. I was greatly moved by the intensity of this picture. I was moved by the compassion of the vulture, the kid's will to live and was also ashamed to be a part of the bigger crowd of humanity that is just watching this hombre spectacle impotently.
Even though the kid is absolutely defenseless, the vulture will not touch it as long as there is one once of life left in the kid. If a scavenger of the lowest order can show that compassion, what is wrong with us "the highest order of evolution", the one on top of the food chain.
It is images like this which we view from our sheltered comfort and luxury that makes us ponder about our fellow mates who are everyday struggling to survive the next hour. But can you and I make any difference. I hope, for the sake of this kid ,fighting a brave battle against his fate, that we can.
This famine was not caused by natural calamities. It was man made. There is no panacea for all the wrong that is happening in the world. I feel helpless and lost. But I am sure that together we could definitely find something we could do to change things around us. Atleast the hope is still alive.
I was touched by the picture so much that I wondered the emotions in the child. For a moment I was in the sweltering heat and dirt, tired, hungry and spent. I wondered if the child thought .......
I will live... atleast another day
I will eat... atleast another morsel
sorry birdie, you are wasting your time
for i will live atleast today.
My mother is waiting on the other side
But why is her body shattered and torn
Why are the vultures feasting on her
why isn't she coming to me
Mustn't look back
I must keep moving on
Can still hear my Mommy say
"Keep moving on
To the gates on the hem,
Vulture would follow
So never stay still
Keep moving forward
and never look back
You must live
Live another day.."
But why did we move out of our homes
Why did they burn down the fields
Why did they poison the wells and the ponds
Why did they kill my father and brothers
Birdie I know you will follow me
Wait till this last ounce of life leaves
But not today birdie I will make you wait
For I will live for atleast today.
I must survive atleast today
I have to eat atleast one morsel
I promised her ...
I promised her
but this seems a tough
promise to keep. "
- Sabith
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