All of you have come across a laborer working endless hours
on a construction project, tired and trying his hardest not to quit. He’s
forced to do such heavy labor, not because he wants to by his own choice, but
to feed his small children, to take care of his family, of his parents. He
faces so many problems, so many hurdles in his way, weight on his shoulders,
he’s drenching with sweat, mud covered body, but he doesn’t stop. Hurts to know
right? Indeed inspiring but at the same time painful. The work they do, might
look easy from a distance but trust me it isn’t. We treat these people so
rudely, be so harsh to them and they never complain. The money they get for the
job they do is so little, they deserve so much more. They deserve so much more
respect than they get.
We’ve seen families suffer; we’ve seen a thousand videos in
school, on television, in various programs about their family’s grievances and
honestly, who gives a shit? Who?
Think about this, people who work in well ventilated, air
conditioned places get the highest of the salary there is and people who work
day and night in the scorching heat get what of a salary?
When you interact with the people who come from these poor
villages, the blindfold is gone. You then know the hidden truth. We all know
that poor people face sanitation problems, hunger & starvation, lack of
employment opportunities etc but do you know that these are that section of
people, whose wants, needs, problems are ALWAYS ignored? The head of this
particular community doesn’t give a shit about them. No doubt that these heads
have always made promises, promises giving assurance that everything is going
to be fine, but can you see action? We’re all so busy in our schedules that no
one cares whether these promises are really fulfilled or not.
The way they tackle problems, handle circumstances is really
remarkable. These poor people use jungles for sanitation facilities and it’s
not even because they want to, it’s because they have no other choice. Imagine
us in their places, we’d run if we see a lizard itself!
In my eyes, these people are the strongest. We crib if we
get the smallest of the smallest cuts on our hands, we crib when we gets
blisters, we keep whining and these people keep quiet, take in all the pain
even they can crib but they don’t. They know they’ll be ignored, they’ll be cut
off. No one cares, that’s why they always keep quiet.
