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Who Migrates for Fun?


Why isn't the world concerned with human immigration that is under covers? I mean, yes it is, in the sense of banning illegal entry and deporting refugees at the drop of a hat, but what about the human aspect?

Imagine this - You grow up in a land you call your own, Your family, your school, college, workplace, social circle, everything is here. Then things start deteriorating - with unemployment, vanishing opportunities, targeting you for your religion/caste/gender, deliberate isolation and victimization. One day, things get so bad, you have no other option left, than leaving that same place you loved so much - for good. But visas are not for grabs, and passports are delayed/held up for various causes. You pool in your life's savings, sell your property, maybe your kidney, and manage to get a berth in any of the illegal transport routes to the promised land of your dreams. The land where you can breathe free. 

Get this - no one leaves the land they were born and grew up in, just like that. There is always some compulsion. Especially, when going the illegal way is slightly better than getting burnt alive.

So, when you reach the promised land, after a harrowing, devastating, bone-crushing journey, you are denied entry. We don't want you - they spell out clearly. You beg, you plead, you agree to clean toilets and scavenge - just for a inch of space. Finally, after a lot of negotiation, you get entry. Settling down as second class citizens, you can't vote, can't raise your voice against any injustice, have to make do with discards.

Then one day, some megalomaniac despot comes and decides, you are vermin, you don't belong in the golden land. Get lost. immediately. So you are tied up in chains, stripped off any shred of dignity you may have, herded like cattle, and thrown into a crowded plane on the return flight of over 20 hours.

Back in your own country, no one wants you back (remember why you left in the first place). You are grudgingly allowed to land. The administration looks the other way at your plight.

Welcome to the 21st century slave! Neither here, nor there, the citizen of no-man's land.

#illegalmigration #immigrantsplight #deportationof migrants #trafficking

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