And we complain that we are poor...

I look at the balance in my account and moan and groan and join the poor student brigade even though i am fully employes. I complain about Lodnon being expensive but completely look past the three pairs of shoes and bolero jacket i baught this month without a cause. I guess we all, well, most of us, have this way of living. We are never satisfied. its the ienevitability of our cycles of life. But lets just, for a few minutes read about those that dont have much. we might not feel luckier afterwards, but at least we'll know... and when you know and dont do something about it... the guilt kicks in and like every director of a charity as restlessbeings, i will make this plea and ask us all, to do something... spare a penny, a bit of time, do some field work, some reserach, go to a country where our skills would be useful and apply them, or look at the needs in our own country and community and do the same.

Below is just a little update on whats happening in bangladesh. Which is the sevneties was the basket case in the world. it was in cry for help as it lacked many sources of food and health services. This may be the basket case once again with recent situation - cyclone etc - but we have to also realise, that quietly, many villages have been doing well. By educating their women (mainly), and learning sustaible farming, these pockets of people are surviving, quite happily. But the cylcone has diminished much of that. I am digressing from the topic, this can be discussed later, but what i just wanted to re-iterate from all of the above and the below, is that, those things these villagers have learnt, are skills that people like us have offered them. Thats what we need to do. Our lives are busy, but time is in abundant, we sleep for 8 hours!!! (some more or less) In addition, in the light of the recent crisis in bangaldesh, in particular the south, i just want us to remember, that as important as it is for us to do what ever it is that we can to bring some form of relief to those in need, we also have to keep in the back of our minds, that there are others, in particularly children, who had nothing to start with.... what happens to them? where do they go? who helps them? who will make a home for a child who had no home?

.. just something to think about.

If you have some time, read below: Thank you

There has been an alarming rise in the number of street children in the major cities of Bangladesh. The increase is linked to recent figures released by the government which show that the urban population of Bangladesh continues to grow by around nine percent a year. The plight of the street children has given domestic and international aid agencies serious cause for concern. It is possible to smell the Demra dump on the east of Dhaka from over a mile away.

One of the biggest rubbish dumps in the city, it is a vast area the size of several football pitches. The stench as you walk closer is so over-whelming it is hard for the uninitiated to resist vomiting. This huge wasteland in some respects resembles the a scene after the bombs have been dropped in the movie Apocalypse Now.

It is difficult to believe that anybody can survive in such an environment.

But every morning as the sun rises a host of children walk across this vast mound of rotting rubbish scavenging for used plastic water bottles or similar rubbish. They can sell these items for a paltry fee to a second-hand shop that operates on the outskirts of the dump.

Grinding poverty

There are least 20 children who live in the dump. Some are orphans and some live with their parents. They spend their days with a sack over their shoulders, ceaselessly scouring through the rubbish . "We find all sorts of things, from old bottles and containers to cans and plastic containers," says eight-year-old Saber. "On a good day we can earn as much as Tk 100 (roughly two dollars) a day. " The best way to find valuable things is to follow the mechanical digger as it unearths the rubbish. "It can go quite deep and some of the best things are buried beneath the surface."

The children of the dump have no visible support from the numerous aid agencies and non-governmental organisations (NGOs) that operate in Bangladesh. But these agencies face an increasingly difficult job as the number of street children grows significantly on an annual basis.