Photo Credit: Bigstockphoto.com
Why We Need To Support Swachh Bharat Abhiyan (Clean India Mission)
Why We Need To Support Swachh Bharat Abhiyan (Clean India Mission)

On This Independence Day, Why We Need To Support Swachh Bharat Abhiyan (Clean India Mission)

BENGALURU INDIA - CIRCA OCTOBER 2013: Female responsible guards the entrance to the trashed toilet.

2099
Sukhdeep Singh

Sukhdeep Singh

Write Something To Right Something

Passionate about playing with words. Sukhdeep is a Post Graduate in Finance. Besides penning down ideas, he is an expert online marketing consultant and a speaker.

READ BY

HIGHLIGHTS

  1. A clean India would be the best tribute to our motherland.
  2. We need to feed these kind of ideas.
  3. Awareness is the only solution.

We really need to support Swachh Bharat Abhiyan!

Last year, I had one of my client visiting me in my office; Mr. M. Kalaman from The United States of America. Hospitality is something we Indians are known for and I wanted to make sure that I am making no mistake in that area. After all, the Indian in me was screaming hard. I really wanted to show him true India; not the one he saw in Slumdog Millionaire.

Oh, Shit! I was late. I left for the airport 2 hours early before the scheduled hour, but there was a serious traffic jam. “What is happening, Sham (my driver)?” Must be an accident sir, he replied.

I cannot see any ambulance or police cars. Would you mind stepping out and check what is this all about? I asked my driver again.

He jumped out and after a few minute, I saw him coming. He was laughing and shaking his head. “What is it, Sham? Why are you laughing?” Nothing sir. A large flock of sheep and some tourist were clicking pictures.

“For the sake of God! We are driving on an express highway. Where are the highway patrolling police? These things are driving me crazy. And, we are talking about digital India. I was reaching my boiling temperature. However, the flock was moved and the road was accessible.

Thank God!

I reached the airport. Kalman (my client) was looking here and there like a lost kid. “I am sorry Kalman; it was freaking traffic jam. I apologized.

ALSO READ : Things I really Want To Change In My Loving Country India

Anyway, we moved on. He expressed his wish to use the washroom. This immigration checkup people are nonsense. After x-ray inspection and a thorough checkup of my bags, they again asked me to open my bags right before the exit door. Nearly wasted my four hours. I was talking to me. There are pricks, and they were actually looking for some gifts. I know this. I have faced the same many times.

Well, Kalman expressed his willingness for using a washroom at the earliest possible. “I was holding my pee for like 2 hours.” I was escorting him to the washroom with my fingers crossed. I know, it is going to be dirty there.

It is not because of airport staff; they do clean it every hour. This is because of us. We use it like animals. I don’t understand, how come people turn sensible when they are at home and why they start behaving like junkies while using public property?

And, I was right. The toilet was messy. He opened the door and we both were looking at each other. It was like urine everywhere, toilet papers everywhere and the doors and walls were more likely advertisement boards; call girl needed- call at this number. Another was saying, Raman loves Rakhi and so on. I was feeling so embarrassed.

After a while, we were driving back. Delhi traffic; it was totally frustrating. So many cars, autos, rickshaws, beggars, balloon sellers, and above all, on-road construction workers. The car was moving like they are affixed or pulling each other. It nearly took 5 hours before we had our final exit.

Right before the exit, he pointed his finger towards a mountain. I know he was talking about the dumping ground, but I intentionally said, “I have never been to this place before, I have no idea what that is.” This is a dumping ground sir for the waste, Sham replied.

It was not at all a pleasant ride. I was so full of embarrassment.

“Hi, its Kalman this side,” around 7 in the morning I had a call from him. After having a Skype call, we decided to meet at 10. He wanted me to take him for breakfast; some American style breakfast.

I reached his hotel and ordered some sandwiches with juice. I promised him a lemon chicken for the lunch. Well, we were served with the sandwiches. After 69 years of independence, we are asked to choose between tap water or mineral water. I mean, clean water is still a luxury, isn’t it? After having the breakfast, we headed to my office.

We saw fully grown man peeing on the walls and kids sitting on railway tracks finishing their nature’s call. “Don’t they have toilets?” This time, he didn’t ask me a single thing. Once again, on the road it was a jam; a local leader and a few colony people were agitating for their demands.

They were holding banners – Save us from Dengue. We need protection from Malaria. We are still struggling with third world diseases like Malaria, diarrhea, cholera, typhoid and much more. On my way to the office, I have seen a number of overflowing public bins.

Can we dare to accept this, we don’t have enough public bins and thus, many of us end up throwing on the roadsides. We are in the grip of egoistic mentalities where no one cares. There is no accountability, we have a pathetic approach towards waste disposal.

We really need to make our citizens aware. But, no one knows how this is going to happen.

We were waiting for the green light. Suddenly, a bus stopped on our left. With an intention of having some fresh air, I pulled the glass of my window. This was the time for a banana peel’s introduction. Out of nowhere, a banana peel was sitting on my lap and laughing at me. Kalman was looking at me with his eyes wide open. “You really need to appreciate the throw, mate!”

Enough is enough.

Well, many of you must be saying that I am cynical personality; talking all the crap. But, dare to challenge me, if I am not saying the truth. This is happening everywhere. We are using kerbs for potty, vacant plots are dustbins, walls for spitting or urinating, public toilets for doing drugs, roads for throwing junk, and so much more.

How more do I need to write. I can go on and on about this. We boast a lot of being children of kings and queens. But, I don’t think this is the lifestyle followed by royals. People say this is freedom, but they don’t know- this is called – bullshit in rest of the world.

ALSO READ : Say No To Chinese Products & Support Local Products

Stop representing yourself as useless creatures. If you regard your country as your mother, then you should not transform her lap into a dumping ground. You don’t want people to call your mother a dirty and stinky looking piece of crap. Do you?

Shares