the changing colours

I am no writer, I am no thinker, in fact almost all my my friends believe that I am either eccentric, crazy or absolutely wacky. This is mainly the ramblings of a crazed mind which has too much to think about and nothing major to write. So, I guess all I am saying at this point is, the following will most probably be a load of hoedown, so read only if you are free and/or if you don't have an aversion for disjointed thoughts!
                  The world was a different place when I was growing up (makes me sound ancient!), or perhaps I was a different person. Either ways it seems like the life that I had led was never real but was only a figment of my imagination. The life that I used to lead was a more simplistic one, where I only wished for half an hour of cartoon & Maggie for every meal. Oops, I guess things are not so different now! :P
                   I still want to have maggi for every meal and watch cartoon. So perhaps its the people around me who have changed, or perhaps perceptions of people. A person is no longer just a name and a face, he or she is Muslim, a Brahmin, a supporter of the congress, a maoist, a driver, a millionaire or a wife.. Where did these distinctions come from?? Who made the rules?? And if these are the norms of society then how is it that we cant change them, aren't the norms a product of human thought and belief? Why is that one is still challenged because she is a girl, certain things are off-limits, certain lifestyles are forbidden?? A girl travelling alone at night is inviting trouble, but a boy travelling alone at night is considered normal. Why?
                We call ourselves advanced, then why is it that we still can't challenge the belief that, it is worth not birth that makes a difference? Reservation is a reality under different names in various nations, but if discrimination is not a reality then why the need? ARE we not promoting division through this?? The other day when I had a conversation with a friend, he asked me (and I think rather correctly so), if girls are equal, why are there reserve seats in a metro?

                       I think we need to change ourselves, not just our practices but also in our beliefs. People can only be friends if they can "hang", if they share the same beliefs, if they are 'compatible'. The other day I saw a man tumble and fall, no one came to help. Becoz he wasn't shaven, becoz he was old, becoz he smelled, becoz he was a beggar... but the fact that he was also human never occured to anyone. Are we not the descendants of Adam and eve, so aren't we all realted to each other?? I am an idealist, a dreamer...I have been mocked; someone who is very important in my life said to me that in reality  these words seem meaningless in everyday life, no one cares. I can't say that she is wrong, but I wish she was. It is human nature to be selfish, but it is also human nature to look for help, yet it saddens me to know that people are suspicious if each other. If you smile at a stranger, it is interpreted as strange. Try it, smile at a stranger, the reaction you will get can be extreme, either hilarious or insulting!

                   I would rather be a fool and still have dreams, I would still be kiddish and hope than be a grown up and live with no miracles, be a optimist than realist and lose my imagination. I wouldn't say that it has been a smooth ride with no problems, but there have been rewards as well. In fact there have been more disappointments, more tears than there have been laughs and successes, but, for me it has been worth it. I am a fool, dreamer, an idiot who is setting herself for hurt, but I am a happy fool, a happy dreamer and an optimistic idiot who is setting herself for hurt...
 Here's hoping for more of the same, for you and me,

A crazed mind!