How should I look upon this one ?


This experience of mine which I am about to share just now...Is one of those experiences which I have shared with quite a many till date, I suppose...
The reactions to the same were of course quite unexpected and surprisingly painful as well…lets first tell you this experience and we will come back to this point in the end…

It goes like this…

I was hit by the cold air of the very winter morning when my mother just opened my balcony door for some fresh air to come inside. It was a Sunday morning, I remember clearly. There was nothing to do much on that very cold day, so mom thought why not we people go for some shopping. Lying on my bed, I yawningly agreed..

We people got ready and sat in the car. We were getting late and I was a bit hungry so I took my breakfast along with me in the car. Halfway from our place, we stopped at a signal…And my eyes fell on a beggar who was coming towards our car.

You find beggars everywhere in India…isn’t it? But this time this ‘beggar story‘ took a very peculiar turn…Lets check it out…

The beggar I was talking about…was half naked…he was wearing no shirt and a shorts(that too was torn from many places)…I looked upon myself…who was wearing a inner as well as a jacket on top, with gloves on both of my hands, and still feeling cold in the enclosed car. I don’t know whether he was feeling cold or not (!!)…but after looking at him and that too dressed like that…made me feel cold for him. I urged my mother to help him. She refused. I looked at her with confused eyes, eyes which were trying to find out the reason for such a refusal, an act which was filled with so much of insensitivity.
He was still a bit far away from our car. I got down of the car and gave my breakfast to him. Of course my mom was shouting at this very act of mine. I came back and sat again in the car. Complete silence was what we observed in the car. The signal turned green. I was just looking at him, just to find out whether he was eating the food given by me or not…when suddenly what I saw just AMAZED ME……

That beggar hurriedly wore a sweater which was just kept beneath the signal…………

Many of the readers might be feeling amused right now…just like the others did when they heard this very same story…
My mom of course gave me a nice lecture as to why cant I just listen to her… (So very expected)..she said again and again " dekha..mujhey to pehley sey hi pata tha " [ see, I already knew it ]

But the scene I saw…somehow made me feel very weird that day. A feeling which I am unable to describe , just caught me and I was lost in the complacency of emotions…For sometime I felt like I am a emotional fool…and the other time, I tried coming out of this enigma. But I never got a direction in which I could think about the same..what should be my reaction ?? Is the word "emotions" only found on papers ? Are we so insensitive ?? How can we play with each others emotions like this ?? Is money making and business the top priorities of everyone ??

The dilemma still exists so as to How should I look upon this one ?
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