Real Help to the Poor

Today our sr has sent us a mail regarding donation of Rs.200 each for the poor.We had done some similar activity earlier too. Although i am not against donating money but i wonder whether we are really helping them.More than just donating money ,if only we cud show/give them a living then they wud be more happy.
There is a short story which i came across in Tinkle when i was in........
Ok anyway.The story goes somewhat like this ..
Once upon a time in a small village there lived 3 brothers. All were into fishing and were doing good in the business.One day a poor man was begging and he came to the eldest brother's house.On seeing the poor man's condition ,he felt sorry for him and gave him food and some fish.The poor man thanked him and went away.The next day he returned but now knocked the second brother's door.The second brother did the same as the elder brother.The poor man once again thanked him and went away only to return the next day.This time it was the youngest brothers turn.He saw the poor man ,felt sorry for him,thought for a while,went into his room ,brought a fishing net,took the poor man to the river and taught him how to fish and then gave away the fishing net to him. The Poor man was first confused but later realized what the young fellow was upto. He took the net , went away and never returned.
there is still some extension to the story where the poor man returns back after few yrs only this time he is very rich.He says its all due to the favour done by the youngest brother blah blah blah...
Anyway the point is that by donating food,money etc u only feed him for a day or two.But if u cud do something like the young brother in the story then u will feed him for the rest of his life and also give him a chance to live a life of dignity.Why don't we do something that wud change there lives forever.

Given that we are ready to do something for them Now the point is what is that we can do.An individual like u and me cannot do anything(mostly true.exceptions exist...).What we can do is may be take up a small area in our locality,set up some kind of workshop and teach different skills to the poor people and then give them the necessary things/tools they need to start a new life.Also we can make some of them active partners in the maintenance of the workshop.
And there are many similar things that we can do rather that just entertaining them for a day or two.
Where there is will there sure is a way.
(i hope i don't become selfish and selfcentered when i start earning money.Hope i remain the same and cud be of some use to the society)

"Organised". Am I or am i not?

Organised! and me ? Hell no.I don't think i was ever organised and i don't even remember being in trouble for not being organised.So why bother.Why become a machine and behave as if u were programmed. But People around me keep giving me lecturers of how to be organised ,adv of being organised blah,blah blah....
So I thought "Ok What the heck ,let me give it a try". I thought it wud be very difficult and i wudn't like it for sure.But guess what ? I actually liked it and it was not as difficult as i initially thought it wud be.I did everything according to a schedule,slept and woke up at specific times,ate properly,studied according to the schedule,had my clothes pressed,Kept my table neat,same with my Bed. Arranged my books,clothes etc in order.Everything was perfect and for once my room looked like it was my sister's room(she is really cool at this).I was so impressed with the way i maintained my room that i took pictures of it in different angles and send it to my parents.Guess what my parents said? " Beta whose room did u photogragh?"
Aaa...... I then patiently explained that it was mine and guess what they said now?. "Good work beta but how long is it going to last" I was really mad now. I said it wud be for ever and hung up.I cudn't believe this. i have worked so hard to change and this is what i get in return.I have decided then and there that no matter what may happen i am going to remain Organised.
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....But alas,
My parents were right.After the hungama that i did ,i fell back to my old ways of living.Why did i do that?Well, may be i was trying to be what i am not, or i lacked the discipline to continue the right way.I have realised one thing from this experience though .
---> It is not easy to be Organised
---> I didn't actually understand what "Organised" ment.
---> Discipline is the Key if u want to do anything.

Will i learn from this experience?
I don't know.
Will i ever change?
I don't know.
Ok.Do i want to change?
I don't know.
Aaaaagh.... To hell with me.............

Finallyy.....

At last i have a blog of my own.
I always wondered why would anyone need something as weird as this, to express their ideas.
Well i am beginning to realize that this is one such place where u can express urself on any matter(what so ever) with out thinking abt how others wud react.
This is just like having a personal diary, only that its more fun.
But knowing the person that i am ,i reaaally wonder whether i wud blog for a long time to come or may be this is just a temporary josh.
What ever may be the case .....I think iam gonna have some fun.