I'd Change The World. But Then I'd Have To Kill You.

Changing the world must be great fun. Or else why would men, otherwise sane, risk their job, family, love, status in the society, savings and sanity to try and do that? Well, I admit, most of us, the sensible lot is not given to such grandiosity. We are quite happy with the things as they are. We are quite happy with the world as it is. We know, there's a little bit of trouble here and there. Nothing really serious. Nothing that should warrant drastic measures such as changing the world. That is an impractical thing anyway. Good for idealistic shooh-sha among college kids. Or smart slogans for NGO campaigns. In real life, things don't work that way.

That's government business. They have to take care of the world. It's their job, isn't it? They have to fight terrorism, inflation, kidnapping, murder, traffic jams, unemployment, poverty, illiteracy, AIDS, human rights violation, child abuse, child labour, violence against women, sexual harrassment, pollution, epidemics, keeping the city clean, power shortage, power theft, human trafficking, drug smuggling, addiction, water shortage, petrol prices... they have to work on it all. So what if things aren't the way we like them to be today. Give them time. Our politicians, our bureaucrats, our administrators, our public servants, our police, our ministers, they are all working to make our world a better place. They ARE working, right?

Our job is to just exist peacefully. Happily. Waiting for the grand moments of our lives - our birthdays, our marriage, our aunt's silver jubilee and the whole list. Yes, we are not to meddle with things that we don't have to.

It is said that human history is mostly filled with petulance. That, it is a story of frustrations, fear, foolhardiness, fixations and failure. Life stories of little people raising a hoopla over little things. While their world is being take care of.

Once in a rare while, just to upset our normal lives, comes a radical. A so-called man of unbridled vision and determination. A man who wants to change the world.

Napolean Bonoparte was one of them. Emperor Asoka was also one of them . Till he forgot his priorities and decided to change himself. Another fairly successful change agent was Adolf Hitler. Now, that man had some guts. He not only wanted to change the world, but rewrite the entire human history too.

All these men, these complicated beings of a not-so-distant past, were ready to change the world at any cost. They were selfless in their mission. They courted mortal danger, made millions of enemies and risked their own lives just to make their dream come true.

Strange fellows, I say.

My only explanation is this - changing the world must give one a head rush. Maybe a feeling similar to snorting cocaine. No wonder Mr. Osama Bin Laden is busy changing the world now. Mr. Bush is busy changing the world. But hell if I am going to do that. I am not THAT selfish. No sir, that just isn't me. Let the Osama Bin Ladens of the world change the world as they deem fit. Let the policy makers of our world make it as they seem fit. I'm not a soldier. I would rather live in their's than fight for mine. What about you?