Are they socialized ?

What do we all know about being socialized? belonging to good family , good acquaintance, having high- profile parties , educated parents ...admission in five-star schools... but does this list of materialistic gaining make a person socialized ? If belonging to these list of categories makes a boy or girl so civilized, then why do when girls pass through slums, they aren't disturbed by slum people but boys from so-called standard families having drugs, smoking inside a hut kind shop and tease girls? We say slum people don't acquire good education, don't have good jobs and we say they are dirty , and all nuisance is done by them. If it is so then why after the school hours when I am out of school , the student coming from  so-called  good family boy calls me ( oi item ) and disturbs me and when I pass through slums boys calls me like " didi can you please give me side ? " At-least a boy staying in slum doesn't make a girl pregnant in the name of relationship and leaves her away by calling her bitch as the so-called good boys, who call themselves socialized. A girl form (so-called good family) roams around with so many boys... Gets involved in sex, having plenty of abortions is not called a prostitute but a good girl... And after her completion of vulgar entertainment she gets married to a ' again I would call it so-called good family “to that very so-called good boy. But when a slum girl, haves a relationship or crush" which usually everyday gets changed now" is called a slut..a bitch ..a prostitute, why ? Just because her family doesn't have a good financial status, just because she can’t buy clothes from Pantaloons , fab etc ...just because she cant get education from convent schools or English medium schools ? If she coming from slum commits any mistake everybody shouts as if she murdered someone and makes her feel as degraded as possible. Society destroys her and when she commits suicide “everyone says, what else can happen to such girls". So? Who are called socialized? It’s a forgotten issue of what is called being social? Who are called social animals? And what is called being socialized?

  

Short Times

As I remember the industrial fiction of Charles Dickens " Hard Times". But its not hard times now , we could rather say its " short times " .Especially people living in Metro-cities. Forget about long walks , we people don't have time to talk for a while with each other even if we stay in the same house , everything needs to be too fast . I think today the noddle " Maggie " is really a very famous food item because it can be cooked only in 2 minutes, it doesn't matter how it tastes or we are eating the same thing regularly ..but the time matters. Office goers don't have time to to have their breakfast as they will be late for office and sometimes never have their dinner because they are too tired and taxed by official works. If we talk about relationships, it seems like there is not any connection with relationship and love .. its extremely strange to hear that a relationship starts an evening and ends another evening , and the cause of breakup is the boy or girl has found someone sexier or hotter than what they could do. A poet needs to write short poems so people could read it because they don't have the time to read more than 10 lines, writers need to write sexy books and vulgar love stories making it "short" .. that's the only way to sell a book. Or we can say people for relaxing themselves wants to read pornography with a decent book cover. Nowadays for saving time literature exams also have Multiple choice questions, literature is all about feelings and needs depth-full words for its understanding  ..its very much funny for me to make someone understand William Shakespeare's " Romeo and Juliet " in Multiple choice questions. So short time food, short time relationships, Short time answers is what today we know.Now we do not say " life is too short" its actually how we will do things as shorter as possible to complete this short life.

that girl .. Ima

Well, you must have heard about feeling degraded.. being soaked in sadness, a person  who is in party of among hundred guests and is still lonely and is wordless with fake joyful expression ..I know a girl who is like this .. but this didn't begin today.. at her being 17 .. it started since her childhood.
There are many people who say " you should move on " but the question out here is no one is dealing with past stuff , which could be forgotten and the person could move on .. how can anybody move on from whats happening always ? and the co-incidence is that it started since the tiny age. Ima from the day she entered the first institution of her life that we all enter " school ", was isolated somehow by her classmates .. I remember she always wanted to be with them.. she liked all of them but they didn't take her in their circle .. teachers said " oh dear Ima cant you make friends ?" It was always like " she couldn't make "  no one saw how she was forced to stay away ..how circumstances forced her to feel herself degraded and detached.
She was slapped ..beaten .. lowed by all.
Home was not so far .. but not even so good ..her mother was a angry possessive women ..she had irritating in laws, who effected her even she lived far away from them .. in a different country.
Her mother compared her with a girl living with her parents and brother as neighbors. " look at the girl staying next to us is so good , so smart , good in studies .. cant you learn something from her .. if not everything ...at least something and relief me "  said Ima's mother with a great shout and slaps on Ima's face.

It was Ima's greatest perplexity that what the hell was so good with that girl or rather we could say her anger made her imagine that girl " bitch ."  

 Ima wasn't  smart , she was shy ,who wrote slow in examination halls, tidy and was not enough sharp to understand any conspiracy .. diplomatic situations or critical circumstances early as other children could do. These were things which gave a chance to her classmates , parents , neighbors, teachers to humiliate her.. to make her feel how degraded , average she is .. 

Romantic songs and winter nights,                     
I hope this will come without any fights. Senior classes’ rude teachers, friend says, she’s bitch, just cheers! Gone away childhood with passage of time,its teenage, changing boyfriends are so fine! Bitching about best friend,

that’s what today’s trend.Shopping Malls, too much crowd,oh! Hansom’s all around.Best friend or back stabbers,

it really doesn’t so much matter.

Beautiful sky, no one looks, who remember mother’s cook ?

 She dies and all cries, 

but that evening passes away with French fries!

I love poems, they call me mad, 

they broke her bangles, and it’s nothing sad!  

Well .. isn't it  disheartening to be always excluded .. Isn't it problematic to be always feel ineligible to be a part of a group .. once said Ima .. " your life is not made to be in a group of friends and its not necessary that people will always like you , be with you ,there are many other important things to do, its not necessary that you will have friends , if you are lonely be alone .. dont say these unnecessary things to me and make my life hell " said Ima's mother. 

So its true that there are also other important things like career in someone's life but the question is , Is it the only thing .. and what the hell Ima did that she will always have to be excluded from discussions of a group ..

Ima at her school was blamed for a highly offensive activity which she didn't do, she was blamed for changing the level of a test copy ..after the completion of the school test she forgot to write her name in the copy ..but as she kept the copy on the submission desk and turned she remembered to write her name , till she came back another boy vikas kept his copy unnamed as Ima did..she thought vikas's copy hers and wrote her name mistakenly in his one.. later on the teachers believed that Ima intentionally did that as she wanted to gain more marks .. 

Ima cried ..urged to teachers that she isn't lying .. but nobody believed ..she was dragged to the staff room and badly insulted and humiliated ...whenever she cried , everyone considered it fake ..called crocodile tears.. 

she was daily asked sarcastically by all " what happened ?? what happened ?? " even they knew everything .. she was always disturbed by her classmates ..they unnecessary raised the topic.. everyone discouraged her ..led her down ..made fun of her ..but no one stopped them. she was disturbed even by senior classes as they even didn't leave her saying all those stuff .

All night she cried ..all day she remained disturbed. she passed 3 years in such morbid circumstances.

          After 3 years .. being 17 .. well, nothing is so changed but priorities are changed .. A friend ..a beloved ..a companion are only these pages .. there is realization that there isn't one life but thousands in these pages of literature.. 

solitude is much loyal to the excluded Ima and pages are more softer than anything else .. I swear girls " these pages are far more interesting than having boyfriends "