The conversion of Dalits to Christianity proved to be a misery for the 70 % of the converted Christians. These are the people whose very touch is considered polluting and who are treated as untouchables by upper caste. Christianity, as a religion has no casteism but because these converted Christians were in India from the 16th century they couldn’t escape the social structure of India and therefore had to follow the hierarchy of caste. Conversion to Christianity has not redeemed the Dalit Christians from social discrimination and untouchability.
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The construction of social and legal practice of dividing people is on the basis of their race and ethnicity in the United States of America. This has been forbidden since the mid 1960s in the States. Throughout America there is obvious disparity amongst the different classes of the society i.e. the lower class and the upper class. These differences are very painful for students who have to undergo the glitches, which comprise of negative effects of the quality of education served to the students. The population of minorities who live in the United States is constantly increasing and their numbers can contribute to the success or the failure of the nation.
Today, the subject of gay marriages and their existence in the social society is a very sensitive subject. The question is not about what the gay community wants or their feelings, likes and dislikes but humiliating views of society about them. We are the largest democracy in the world, but just on paper. Neglect towards the gay community makes it very difficult for them to express, live freely, or give opinions. A question come to my mind, What good have we done to deserve this right that they haven’t?, The answer is NOTHING.Our general outlook towards Gay community or the society at large is of negligence and an emotion where we believe that they do not exist in the society. The question is what is wrong in being Gay? It is a matter of choice and choice cannot be forced.When the constitution of India recognizes them who are we to make fun of them and bully them.The portray of Gays in films like Dostana and Kal Ho Na Ho is over the top cliché. And our great Bollywood obsessed public believes it to be true that’s the saddest part.
The most fundamental question that needs to be answered before discussing the relation between money and happiness is what one means by happiness. Being a complex concept, more so because it involves human feelings that cannot be quantified, happiness is a word that can be understood in many ways, and which resonates with different people in different ways. There is the day-to-day momentary happiness that one gets out of little pleasures, and then there is the general satisfaction - the feeling of emotional well being and contentment with life - which can also be classified as happiness. The former form of happiness may be the one that has more intensity but is short lived, while the latter has more longevity, although a person experiencing this kind of happiness or contentment might not be able to pin point a single moment when he is happy.
In a wave of complete positivity, one can identify the different provisions sanctified by the Constitution of India regarding the freedom of speech and expression, the free press, independent and separate of the governing bodies of the country. With investments in the private sector, increasing by the day, media corporations throughout the country seem to be on a rampage of amusing the masses with different experiments in social media.
The state of being happy
Looking at the happiness in the face of a small, playing child he didn't know, the old man felt a familiar longing in his heart
Section 1: Comparative religion studies
I had a lot of qualms when I first took the subject. I was always confused whether it is a good thing to study the faith, form and function of different religions. Therefore, even though I had left my belief and now I consider myself to be agnostic, still I was on my guard before the classes for this course proceeded. I knew a lot of beliefs would be challenged during class discussions, and even if I claimed that I am free from belief systems and faith, there would be certain area that would be probed and provoked. And that is what exactly happened during class discussions. Faiths were challenged, illusions of deities were broken, and the beliefs of a lifetime were challenged as we studied the origin and evolution of religion. People, especially in India have been raised by very a different concept of religion. India is a land of masses, and therefore majority of religion sects of India follow a mass, mob mentality when it comes to religion. That and the fact that India is a hub of culturally and aesthetically important religion backgrounds which laid the foundation of modern religion in many parts of the world. People who follow almost every major religion in the world live in India, therefore growing up in India is never a religion devoid experience for anyone. More than anything, I took the course out of curiosity and for the risks it involved. After studying Comparative Religion in depth for around 2 months, I find myself a changed person. I would not used the word enlightened here, but I would say that I definitely feel my conscience has been refreshed and I could see things around the world with a fairer perspective now.
The delicate morning sunshine filters in through the window curtains, dispelling the chill of the gloomy night.
As the numbness of the winter slowly disappears ceding it’s place to a readily perceptible warmth in the air, my heart filled up with hope- hope for a change. Last two years have been testing times for me. I wondered- ‘Why does something as noxious as loneliness exist?’. Of late, I have found myself plunging deep into this dark bottomless pit of solitude. Every day, I walk down the aisle of the temple, sit on the rung and stare blankly at the peacefully flowing water of the holy Ganges. People come and people go oblivious of what’s happening around them. More crowded the temple gets, the lonelier everyone becomes. I ponder- ‘Why don’t so many people out there walking side by side on the same stairs, buying sweets from the same shop give half-a-friendly glance or smile?’ I quickly tell myself- ‘Because after all, all of us are strangers.’ It is a big city which throbs with life every moment & yet it is so lifeless. It’s a rule to behave like a mundane cyborg and go about your business not caring an iota about what others are up to.
I see a girl with an ice-cream
I see a woman passing down the street
I see the man who sits on the street
Asking for something to hold on
And I try to understand.
I see a boy with the banner
I see a dog barking, running, jumping
I see young guns smoking
And the girls, they flaunt carelessly
Looking for something to hold on
And I try to understand
The world looks better through a wall
No more waiting for the holy call
Clouds of terror spread without a trace
A violent world fallen from grace
The worlds a demon it’ll hold you still
It’ll make you breathe against your will
You’re filled with anger, fear and greed
Heavens far we’re stuck in purgatory
We welcome darkness with a smile
Life is like a long walk in the rain,
some people love it and some don’t,
you get wet all the time,
sometimes you may find shelter,
you may see a rainbow forming a bridge to the heavens;
or find peace in sharing an umbrella with another traveller,
or maybe step in a few puddles,
the lucky may even get a lift from some passing car,
the unlucky get water splashed on by the same car,
but you must continue walking,
not stopping is the key,
because if you stop, you die
I say we need a lover to love,
But do we need a lover to love.
They say the best way to know
Is to search the inner self;
The best way to know is to look within oneself;
Deeper, each time.
Mirror on the wall,
Fairest of them all,
Glittering shards of ice.
She stands before the dark,
Her hair is unbound,
The skies are once more alive.
Silence drowns out the sound of her sobs,
The quiet is her only home.
The darkness seeks to eclipse her,
While she stands by the rain-wet window.
Ripples formed on the surface.
Disturbance was constant.
But this was another kind of disturbance.
She looked up at the sky so full of lights,
When she was roughly pulled into a shelter by her imah
Clutching her run-down, blue, knee-length skirt,
Let me be me,
For I am a girl of silence.
I struggle with words to define me,
Regardless you understand me.
Let me be me,
For I dance to the beat of the rain,
Singing the song of love and pain.
You and I , hope and rage
I see destruction in our eyes
Can we re construct our lives
Accepting our fate
We have to use our rage and fuse it with grace
Feeding our souls, starving the hate
Cold clammy hands,
Through my bloodless face.
Dark molten eyes,
Teleport me to a
Familiar yet alien place.
Your silence screams unspoken words that only I can hark
Bright flames of the past extinguished, the present seems so dark
Your lack of voice, words and speech are much too pain to bear
Day after day, night after night; do you sincerely not care?
Softly dwindles the soothing twilight,
Making way for the lonely, lupine night,
Darkness closes in, grimly shunning light,
And with the shadowy, severe, dark;
They come to make their mark,
They come with minds raving stark,
They come; they relentlessly come.
Fire! Everywhere! And I have been strucked down by a broken log
An Old man runs towards me, blurred. Alfred! Thank god!
"What's the use of all those push-ups if u can't pick this log?"
Nonetheless he was true, with all my strength i came through.
Helping me out of this wretched inferno, Alfred my saviour, my mentor.
Lucky, the down shaft elevator didn't catch fire
Ra's Al Ghul will dearly pay for this desire, of his.
But it was his that i burned down before, which I'm dearly paying for.
The shaft comes crashing down as i see the devil playing with fire.