Saturday, 9 October 2010

After A Long, Long Time...

...I'm back. Back again to blogosphere, back to this sometimes-familiar, sometimes-neglected blog of mine. So much has been happening over the past few weeks that it's difficult to write about it all. I've been through a messy incident, I've cried over the trauma and the embarrassment - but I've also decided to do something about it. I've never been one to take anything lying down, and I'm not about to start now. 
I live my life by a simple diktat - "Stand up for what's right. Make a difference." And it's this simple rule which has been giving me strength over this time. You can read all about the Safe City campaign online - check The Telegraph or the Facebook group.

And then, there are people. So many different types of people. Hypocritical people - the armchair philosophers who spout poetically-constructed sentences on why change is impossible, and the people who promise to be there, but don't. Corrupt people - people so embedded in their own greed and own agendas that anything else around them seems unimportant and trivial. Clingy people - people who don't take no for an answer, who refuse to believe that some things are just not possible, and that walking away is the best option. 
And then there are the people who do stand by you, who comfort you with words or hugs , gestures or inappropriate jokes. People who run with you from pillar to post to make sure your protest goes somewhere. People who book you expensive plane tickets at a few days' notice to help you get a change of scene, to make sure you don't lose your sanity.

Sometimes, dignity, happiness and life are so fragile. All it takes for your dignity to be threatened is being grabbed by an unknown man. All it takes for your happiness to show cracks in its surface is the indifference of people you regarded as close. And all it takes for life to start crumbling is the constant onset of unwanted things - a hard disk crash, an eye infection, a series of bad assessments.
But the beauty of dignity is that no one can take it from you, if you don't let them. The beauty of happiness is that it's a state of mind - it's within your control. And the beauty of life is that when it comes crumbling down, you have the strength to build it up again.

7 comments:

jellyfish said...

I think being articulate is a blessing when you are stuck in a rut like this one. I am very proud and I'm never going to borrow your, or anyone's, way of putting things, but this piece gives me strength.
How come you're mostly right? I never am :P

Poo said...

Beautifully written!

"All it takes for your dignity to be threatened is being grabbed by an unknown man."

So true and I wish more people understood that without raising questions about it.

Magically Bored said...

@ Jellyfish: Thank you, but I have my moments of being blank - I'm only articulate when I can be so, if that means anything. And I'm almost never right. :P

@ Poo: Exactly. It's a sad state of affairs.

Arse Poetica. said...

You are a brave and strong girl :)

Magically Bored said...

@ Arse Poetica: Heh.

Soapsuds said...

You inspire us, your act of courage and strength give us hope...

Magically Bored said...

@ Soapsuds: Woah. Heavy words. But thank you.