Between Human and Humane

I know there is lot in the sphere to wonder and feel. But something stops, what is that. I am in the profound trek to seek that. I would like to speak what I would like to speak. I would like to write what I would like to write. Because I would like to live how I would love to live. I spread my wings when I Left my home, when I was 12 years old. Stretch my thoughts when I left my faith. I witnessed numerous nights which was bright and days which was dark. Nights were hot and the days were cool, because my days were short. Memories between 12 and till, makes me write, who I am now. I met lot, most were peril and some were chill. Out of this would like to share what is natural and what is unnatural, what is human and what is humane. Absolutely, this is going to be the solid voyage between human and humane. Join with me lets jog. I know there is lot in the sphere to wonder and feel. But something stops, what is that. I am in the profound trek to seek that. I would like to speak what I would like to speak. I would like to write what I would like to write. Because I would like to live how I would love to live. I spread my wings when I Left my home, when I was 12 years old. Stretch my thoughts when I left my faith. I witnessed numerous nights which was bright and days which was dark. Nights were hot and the days were cool, because my days were short. Memories between 12 and till, makes me write, who I am now. I met lot, most were peril and some were chill. Out of this would like to share what is natural and what is unnatural, what is human and what is humane. Absolutely, this is going to be the solid voyage between human and humane. Join with me lets jog. Note: I would like to thank Archi, My Sis who forced me to start this blog.
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Fr. Ceyrac is the legend in the human rights history of India and who dared all to work with the marginalized of the nation. He also inspired and mentored former Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru to fabricate NSS.

When I was in the college he was called has a ‘holiday father’, because we believed the college will be off if he die. We expected him to die so that we can happily hang around. He is dead now. But I am not happy because I experienced him as an AICUFer and realized who he is and what he does. He is the man of marginalized and hope of hopeless. 

 

I believe he is the first priest who closely worked with Dalits and other marginalized with human rights framework. He also brought baggers in to Loyola College when it was meant for affordable and affluent. 

 

Let his soul rest in peace.  

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To know more about him click on the links

http://www.frontlineonnet.com/fl1516/15161210.htm

http://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=10151777047930578&id=216084925577

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