" Those eyes showed no signs of hope. It was as if their very soul had left the body."
These lines are the symbolic of a world which provides its people with only despair and eventually death. A result they already know but can do nothing about. Its the world of heroin, and a major part of it is coming from Afghanistan.
I was in strong opposition to the U.S bombings of Afghanistan,the reasons are obvious, but now somewhere deep inside i feel that the bombings were right to some extent at least it would have destroyed a lot of poppy fields. Poppy is the source from which heroin is made and the process is quite cheap n simple. Astonishingly, Taliban, despite of all its evils had banned growing poppy because its against Islam and after the attack by the U.S. this trade is flourishing.
One cannot categorically say whats bad, the Taliban rule or the poppy growing. I guess the world was and is destined to experience such dilemmas. One killed people by bombing, the other is killing them intravenously.
There was a series on National Geographic channel yesterday named "Inside Afghanistan" that revealed this "other side of life". A whole generation of people seem to be addicted to the drug and worse attacked are the countries with liberal laws on drug use like Norway. The guy being interviewed said,"Once you start snorting,it will eventually lead to intravenous use".
"It causes pain in my muscles and joints and makes me feel light". Its sad and very little is being done about it. Even writing this blog is taking toll on me coz there's so much i want to express but the words just don't seem to put it across well enough. Only if someone can see those faces, only if one is sensitive enough to realise that pain, can one get the idea of what i really want to express.
Guys and girls of just about 20's n 30's were literally lying on the streets, some under the influence of heroin and some who just did not have the strength in mind and body to get up and take another shot. This is the scene in Norway, but that is not of importance because its spreading all over. Slowly but surely.
The farmer in Afghanistan says he has no choice except growing poppy because nothing else will give them the money to feed his family. A very strange kind of symbiotic process isn't it? Rather not symbiotic but very one sided, you feed your family and in turn destroy several others. Almond packets, Carpets and a lot of different things that are exported are a source to smuggle this drug out of the place and when it reaches its destination, its worth millions.
I would not write about asking people to contribute to the cause. Lets be honest, no one except the sufferer, is bothered. I too am washing my hands off by just scribbling these words since i know there is very little or nothing that i can do. Though the story was haunting and forced me to express my thoughts but that's the farthest it will lead me.
Lingering sense of uneasiness...and i am off to sleep. Hope i can write something really worth, the next time.
