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Human Being or Being Human

I keep looking at the word human being only to realize if, interchanged it has a new dimension and meaning to the word. How true and real it seems to me.

This reminds me of an article read on Gaza war.. A sentence that read what is it like to be human? This was one of the questions the author asked. This makes  me think on the same lines. What is it to be human?  Actually human?
The wars still continue in different parts of the globe and day by day the lust to achieve increases thereby pulling away  the need to reach out to one another. To let someone live.

The basic essence of creating a human being  by the creator has vanished in thin air. What is left behind is the thirst of never ending greed, power, and importance in the name of humanity.
Is treating human restricted to providing  food, shelter and clothing?  It has to do something more than just that. If I look at the wars happening, the different protests, the struggle happening across the world, I find one common demand to it all.

The demand to live in dignity. The eye for respect for one another. The freedom to live and express. To dream fearlessly and see it being fulfilled.
The hope of seeing the dawn, able to breathe, to erase the dark allies and be out in the brightness.
All these in one manner or the other is being deprived either by political, social, economical, cultural, religious wars in different  countries.


Wherein, what is to be done is a reverse action of what is actually happening.  Live and let live when applied, gives meaning to the word human being and when the words are flip flopped , it in turn brings out the true  radiance of the word Being human.

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