Life is circle because we are all connected.

We all make up this world. We all lead together, whether it be towards happiness or grief. When we radiate goodness, we make ourselves happy because then we add joy to the world and that joy is reflected by the people around us. When we radiate grief, we are adding misery to our life because the people around us radiate back the sadness. What we give is recieved back by us. We all are connected and the medium connecting us far above the physical separations. We all live in this world and life is lived in collectivity. We all make up each other's life. So, we are the bulding blocks and being building blocks, we are interested in having good bulding blocks for our lives and that can be only when we ourselves become better. Becoming good will add goodness to people and that goodness will then reflect in our lives.

No Reasons!

We all inherit this world. I am unable to reason the inequality that is prevalent in the world today. When no one of us knows the reason behind his/her birth in this world, how can we conclusively say that we own or deserve or are heirs to this thing or that. This world and the mystery behind it is unknown to everyone. Since centuries sages and saints and scientists and explorers have attempted to decipher it but to very little success. Despite all that has come forth after such religious or scientific researches is not sufficient to establish this title of those who make such claims of being inheritors of earth and thereby deprive others of even the bare necessities of life. We all aim at increasing our possessions and enjoying life to the full, blinding ourselves to the suffering of the poor and those who are genuinely needful.

ये  दीवारें  सिर्फ  घरों  को  नहीं  बांटती  ,
ये  बांटती   हैं  दिलों  को  भी !
दीवारें  तो  बस  दिखावे  का  साधन  हैं ,
वरना  दिल  तो  खुद  को  भी  खोने  को  है  राज़ी !
वो  दिल  नहीं  जो  भर  न  आये  किसी  का  दुःख  देखकर ,
वो  इंसान  नहीं  जिसकी  चाल  न  थमे  आंसू  देखकर !
न  जाने  किसे  बचने  चले   हैं  हम
तिजोरियां  बनाकर
जब  प्यार  की  दौलत  को  ही  खो  रहे  हैं
अपने  दिल  को  दीवारों  में  बांध  कर !

दिल  लुटता  है  तब  जब  वो  प्यार  नहीं  कर  सकता ,
न  की  तब  जब  लुटाते   हैं  हम  बेरोक  प्यार |
दीवारों  में  कैद  कर  खुद  को,
दिल  से  न हम   कुछ  भी  छुपा  पाएंगे
क्योंकि आंखें  तो  देख  कर  भी  अनदेखा  कर  सकती  हैं
पर  वो  दिल  नहीं  जो  किसी के दुःख को देख कर भी अपनी मौज ले |

किस  हद   तक  बांधेगे  खुद  को
काले  शीशों  में , ऊँचे  महलों  में,
कभी तो वो दिन आएगा
जब सारा आदमज़ाद गरीब और अमीर, दो हिस्सों में बाँट जायेगा,
जब  ज़रूरतमंद  इंसान  हर  कदम   पे  नज़र  आएगा |

कौन  है  वो  बनाने  वाला  जो  कहता  है
की  मैं  किसी  को  कम और  किसी  को  ज्यादा  देता  हूँ |
मुझे  तो  लगता  है  की  ये  मेरी ही गढ़ी  हुई बातें हैं
अपनी ज़रूररत से ज्यादा लिए हुए अनुचित को
सही बनाने के लिए | 

Beginning! (for the whole world)

• India is home to one-third of the world’s poor, who make up 42 percent of the more than 1 billion Indian people.
• Out of India's population, 76 percent — 800 million people — live below the poverty line of $2.50 a day. 
• About 87 percent of poor rural farmers still do not have access to formal credit. Although Indian MFIs reach an impressive 15 million borrowers, total demand estimates are more than 90 million poor.