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Do you wish?

Everyone has a number of wishes, right? Students wish for grades, Professionals wish for money, Politicians wish for power, and so on. Have you ever imagined yourself wishing for a gun? A real gun, which can kill a living object. And let me clear when I talk about a wish here, that wish is having higher level of necessity in life. Nope, you might never will imagine that. Do you know why? Because you live in a privileged world.

A couple of days ago I watched a show called VICE. Its a documentary kind of show which narrates real life experiences of people living in troubled world. They showed that kids of age ranging from 7 to 12 were using riffles to save their villages. Yes, this is the real condition of the people living in places like Afghanistan and terror affected regions all over the world. These kids have no option but take up these weapons to protect their loved ones. 


This is kinda ironic, right? A kid from developed world needs a gun as well as a kid from so called 3rd world, just the difference is, one needs to overcome boredom while another need to survive. Is it the kid's fault that he is born in that nation? We talk about how all humans are equal and how there should be equality regarding opportunities and basic amenities. feels like bullshit to me. These things have to be changed. Because if we don't change them, they will change us. World war II is the best example of that. 

So I started this post with a question regarding WISH. So next time whenever you wish or rather pray to god for something personal, think about that kid holding a gun, and remember how much comfortable your life is. And think about what good you can contribute to society, because there is enough bad out there. This year make a resolution to be more than just good. Be a Human, who cares for the world.

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