Watched Mira Nairs " Salam Bombay" last night. It left a deep impact in me as never before, I woke up several times at night thinking about that innocent boy and how life can become.
Just because I was luckily born in a proper family I was saved. I could have been one of them. It made me think what I can do to help them, how I can work towards it.
As for my friends we are trying to open a discussion group, a real one, where we can come and talk. Not the superficial girl talk or the get togethers but the real one and have host discussion, Could be from dreams to fears to anything.
Never thought how tough it can be, how much people protect their real selves actually and pretend to be what they are not. The fear of not letting out the real fears and problem. I have been there once and i know how we fear to be judged. I have a feeling it is not going to work out and am out of it. Dissapointing but that how it is i guess.
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"I wondered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils" Wordsworth
