G-8 Declaration: Grand Forums Missing Out on Small People

I was reading the G8 declaration of last night.  Indeed, the leaders had a long list of international issues at hand – economic recovery, instability in Europe, the Greek tragedy, Nuclear Iran and Syria – to just name a few.

And yet there is another issue which we generally fail to take note of/underestimate in our large international gatherings amidst their extremely busy agenda of high-profile items.   Nor does it find a mention on any of the placards of protesters in the streets – be it an ´occupy´ protest or a sit-in at prominent squares of American or European capitals.

It is the issue of poverty and hunger.   It is the plight of the tens of millions facing drought, hunger and acute poverty world over and especially in the sub-Saharan Africa.   The Sahel food crisis is no secret to these world leaders. Yet they fail to take note of it, let alone doing something about it.

Yes, they did mention the food security somewhere in there in that text.  How could they not?   It is politically incorrect not to do so. Right?

Someone gave me this website www.wordle.net which helps you figure out the focus of a large text in just a click of the mouse.  I have put the text of the G8 declaration into it and the word cloud that came out looked something like this(click the image for a larger view):

Word cloud of G8 Declaration

Still having hard time finding words like poverty, hunger, refugees or Sahel Food Crisis in it?  Well, you see they are there somewhere in the text in the midst of the issues which are more important for humanity today, in their order of importance, I guess?

Naturally, you cann´t put those people on this word cloud who are not even demanding freedom, democracy, or at least a regime change (for crying out loud).  They cann´t even organize a sit-in at a public square through a smartphone.  They don’t have a twitter account not even a facebook profile!  Their only concern every morning is to somehow feed their families.

It just doesn´t seem fashionable to talk about these guys at grand forums such as G-8.

 

Postscript: I was at the L´Aquila (Italy) G-8 of 2009.   Compared to US$ 22 bn which was announced at that meeting (and much of which still remains to be disbursed) not a single penny was committed to poverty reduction/food security during the G-8 at Camp David.  Except, of course, the precious little announcement of US$ 3 bn through private sector, again, to be politically correct may be?

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This should make you smile

Success of sunflower seeds from Spain in our garden in Bamako! Bringing sunshine from Spain to Africa as a friend puts it!

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Not ashamed of my tears

Lessons from the Road: A Pilgrim´s Diary

The Last Part

As we walk towards Santiago on the last day of our journey, apart from the thought that our journey was going to be over soon, it was the rather lukewarm reception of pilgrims from the people of Santiago which dampened our enthusiasm.

Quite contrary to the smaller villages along the Camino where locals would cheer pilgrims and receive them with open arms, in Santiago it seemed as if they didn´t care you made it so far!   Here, you were just another pilgrim among those thousands visiting everyday.   A fellow pilgrim, who was equally hurt by the cold reception in Santiago, found refuge in her own interpretation of this phenomenon.   According to her, “places like Santiago are visited by millions of people every year and each one of these pilgrims takes with him some of the positive energy from the place, leaving the people living around those places with little positive energy!”   I hear her patiently but I find it hard to agree with her.  I believe a pilgrim in fact brings positive energy to the shrine s/he is visiting.   It is, in fact, the power of their faith in a pilgrimage that brings divinity to a shrine.  However, I did feel unwelcome in the city. Continue reading

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Celebrating Buddha´s Birthday With a Zen parable

What better way of celebrating the 2600 years of wisdom than sharing a Zen parable with the visitors of the Tavern?

Two monks returning to the monastery saw a young girl on the way waiting to walk across but not being able to do so because of puddle of water in the middle of the road. The monks seeing this, approached the girl to help her. Before she could say anything, the elder monk lifted the girl and left her on the other side of the road. The two monks then continued on their way to the monastery.

On reaching the monastery the younger monk could not help it any longer and asked the elder one, “Pardon me, Master, but as monks, we are not supposed to touch a woman.”   The elder monk nodded in agreement but said nothing. The young monk asked again, “but then how is that you lifted that woman on the roadside ?”

The elder monk smiled and said:

“I left her on the other side of the road, but you are still carrying her!”

New buds on older, wiser stems.

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Serenity is Home

 

A breath comes; a breath goes.
In sage´s solitude; the Union follows.

With wings of fancy, the mind soars.
Staying aloof, the plot unfolds.

Comes the moment, serenity is home.
Make sure, you open the doors.

 

©SamyakJaya
Photo Credit: Meaden
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Worn

 

This post is inspired by photo challenge of the week at Spirit Lights the Way &   Huffygirl´s Blog

Worn but not tired

The dust of these years
that go by,
blurs my vision.
Each day
to go on,
is a quest for a reason.

With each visit
that I make,
your home seems distant.

Meanwhile,
your shadow grows with desire.

My body is weak,
my feet are swollen,
Yes, I may be worn
but  I am not tired,
of remembering you.

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