‘Understanding the Bad air’

Since centuries, our ancestors have been quite obsessed with the concept of diseases as a cause of curse or bad air! Many diseases like Malaria were name after ‘bad-air’, whereas initially ‘tuberculosis’ was considered as a noxious jinx in Europe. Similarly, diseases like Cholera, Typhoid and Syphilis were terrorists of their time but again it triggered research and made scientists reach a point to find the spot-on cure.

A great reason for epidemics was lack of hygiene. When the British realized this, they went for visible cleaning but it brought no better. Then, it was concluded that it’s in reality microscopic pathogens and the concept immunization, vaccination and disinfection got famous. When people started moving near cities due to industrialization, slums started coming into being. Slums had people living in close contact, which caused contagious infections to spread easily.

The miasma theory of the bad air was a huge misconception of the educated but still it had few verities in it. There were various maladies that spread via air and could be contracted with areas of unscrupulous whiff, especially associated to old sewer systems of feces collection. In a nutshell, I now deem ancestral believes are based over experiences that carry certainties but have to be scientifically judged for a supposition!

“Singing the mysteries of universe“

Singing the mysteries of universe

Was a Pandora box split opening

Like the shining stars in the Milky Way

Fashioning a glamour of trend

Questioning the creation wasn’t an option

But meeting the Creator was the answer

That the fab and fame shadows

The sparkle of lowly grins

The value of questions vanishes

Curiosity for answers deepens

Still perseverance gets rare

And the fortunate price the rare

That entire hopeful gander

Aren’t so awful to share

To blind eye to colors

Although the meaning is vague

But the diversity threatens

Life of believers and the unbelievers

Sudden was the emotion

With tailored fear to future

Understanding the curse and the treasures

Lighting the chambers of heart

Challenging the mind to the unacceptable

Creates nothing but discovers

Already is what is present

And the Immortal is the Unseen

Who created the order of the worlds!

“Blessed is the pleader”

Once in the era of glimpses

I hear a trembling whisper

I don’t want to see the injustice

I fear the social term

In the shock of culture

I wont sacrifice my tradition

To the extent of bloody inventions

I mean here innovation

I will label it as a rumor

I would fail my opinion

Blame every mull median

As a right of opinion

Reject proposals of ideation

I will stick to my gun

Carrying a false tribulation

Find the rusted sum

Who considers literacy education?

Timed fate over indications

That sorry am I for the creation

Blessed is the pleader

Silly or sad was a decision

Counter a cult was a mission

Swiftly delve an alternative

Man, you are the filthy creation

With bones of strength

And fingers with lighted pens

With a tongue of praise

And sense of sheer amaze

You call yourself the changer

I call myself the stander

Who sees you with your promises!

And claps on your flares

I am not scared of you

Nor I am a coward

My courage is jacketed

With thorns of mass fear

Because I care everyone near

And I record all your tears

Am I not riddling?

Mysteries of pleaded smears

Guilt of my expressions

And smile of sunken hope

I regret the challenges

I fashioned with hoes

This is a story of courage

And you laugh over it

They fear your roar

And you are silent in fear!

“Imagine a world with no destination”

Imagine a world with no destination

A path of secrets and aspirations

With the spirited beauty flying

The sky lit bright of might

Dancing and singing the lullabies

The night wasn’t horror cries

It was true that a soul existed

And the soul was with spirits high

Moving trembling stoned hearts

The task was easy yet so hard

That pride concluded nothing

A life of prosperity if selfish

I was thinking when passing by

There was mystery in the lullabies

They were supplications of truth

And the symbol of a strong foot

Nothing was there to attract sight

A carved scandal of fright

Heart throbbing was the reality

Mustering were the truthful lies

There was enormous patience

Yet there was a mysterious smile

Watchful was I of the blooded eyes

They were scattered and tight

I saw the whispering knights

Not was it prudent or right

Imagine a world with no destination

With hearts of stone and cremation

From Hunger to Love

A worth reading writing was Manderson’s “From Hunger to Love”, which truly was a thought-provoking article that because of its complexity and sarcastic fashion fed mind with anti-parallel arguments.

According to his point of view, children's upbringing is a miniature re-enactment of the development of modern civilization and therefore, child’s significance in a society is worth-discussing. The anecdote idealizes a situation in which Max in reciprocation to his dissatisfaction warns his mother to eat her up.  This setting being rare or impossible, gives us a chance to analyze the umbrella of law over children and the role of regulations in taming an entity.

One society’s taboo could be another’s norm and this statement haywires the barrier between the idea of legal and illegal. The natural law stating parents to be lawful guardian of children, impositions from their side are suited under decreed job and sometimes the restrictions extended, bars any possibility of diversity in a relationship. Alongside, his writing portrays a natural desire of obedience from the opposite party.

The great debate here is what do we mean by the word ‘obedience’ in a civilized and nurtured society. Can obedience be acceptance of laws against human rights as the only mode of sustenance? Can a child being under the fellowship of parent question their rights and requirements for living? Here the law under the harm principle could be deceiving for either parents or the child. The process of domestication calls for strictness and scrutiny, and sometimes blindness of law configures the turns in social customs and norms.

Since centuries, societies have differed in defining a child – some label child to be extremely feeble, whereas, some argued on existence of such biological stage. As constitution of rules is not a truly living part of the society, labeling few successful jurisdictions, as an evidence of success is in it a mischievous blunder. Whereas, if Max would have eaten his mother, common law – quote of judge would have justified it as an action for survival and betrayal for established entitlements.

The latest argument worth linking here is the “Asylum Seeker issue” in Australia. A great problem is the single word to describe a diverse population called “Refugees”. Taking into account a cohort of different ages with children, claiming them as a single unit is against human rights. According to many associations against the cause of giving refuge to asylum seekers say that children are being used as a tool to blackmail government to allow entry to refugees. Unlike the claim written before, organizations supporting refugees call the government action in this case to be inhumane and putrefying.

Manderson says, 'We ought to honor the law not just obey it', which vividly portrays law as a royal section of humanity (whether or whether not in benefit of the humanity). Discussing the factor of children, I surely agree that individuality of child and his/her persona is at sincere risk under a violent and strict control of law over personal life. Law is restricting here exposure, experience and exotics of life, whereas, claiming itself to be a mechanism for achieving civilized society when applied over young populace. In a nutshell, lenient or strict application of law over children for the sake of evolving a law-abiding nation is the best methodology to murder individuality and creativity.