Chapter E: Creative Writing
I opened the door and entered inside. I was amazed by what i saw. People were doing something unusual. They were listening to each other with great care. Without any judgement, they were listening to each other. They were happy of communicating. But this one is something like super-communicating. The one that hadn't been seen before so much.Actually it may seen at some places that i hadn't been to yet. I was looking forward to enter such a place. Actually everyone looks for it. But they see "the door" a bad thing because of their prejudice. Prejudice! Especially in the matter of "politics" there is so much prejudice. Politicans don't listen to other voices of other parties, they only obey their parties' rules. Is it what being a politican requires? I dont think so. If they are deciding on problems that concern us, they should be open-minded. They should only think on problems, not their position.
Here comes the concern of their own, politican's one. Concern of keeping the seat that you are sitting on. A seat that makes you earn money. A seat that makes you get respected by other people! If a person respects you for only your status, that's better not happen to be. If you get respect, that should be because of your attitude, opinions etc. But the fact that you are respected doesn't mean you are done with these things. I mean "attitude, opinions" etc.
Who are we to expect respect when there are so many things undone. I'm speaking for me. Laziness is all over me. Time to take action on the true way! It's an opportunity that is not to come at all times.
