I travel everyday. I travel Half d day. I come accross the most amazing as well as the most aweful scenarios of life.
The other day at Dadar station a beggar,with no limbs was tryin to eat something out of the left overs of his tiffin. He was struggling. I saw and i found myself helpless. I thought how might he be living....wid everything being such a struggle for him. I ran towards him,i was just bout to get him a vada pav which would have been way better than the thing in his tiffin,I saw this simple guy..searching for sumthin in his bag. I stood there observing the whole thing.
As about hundred people moving by this guy,with whom life has or was stil not being fair..no one ,no one even thought of helping..I saw this guy who got a spoon outa his bag..n fed dat disabled-half crippled beggar, n i cudnt help smiling. I just could not help thinking that yes! Humanity stil does exist!.
Some days later, i was at Ambernath station...with my friend Saiju. We were waiting for my bro Midhun who always missed getting into the train from thane,as all of us travelled standin on the on the doors of the trains,getting down on each station that came on our side. I saw this little frail nfant on the platform whimpering...probably outta hunger. His mother nearby. Just doing nothing. NOTHING! How could u let your own blood,something that has come into life completly on ur responsibilies,your own flesh whimper and not do nythin bout it. If u cant look after it,why create it and yet,let another life waste and contaminate itself in this sordid world of ours? Why?
Me and Saiju are as usual bankrupt after college. But this good hearted man comes and gives the child a packet of Parle-g. The women instantly snatched the packet and threw the cover of the biscuit towards the child. And its so true when they say "A child is innocence come to life". The child forgot bout evrything started playing with the wrapper and the women ate and ate until she gave the kid the last left biscuit. The biscuit lay on the filthy platform and when i almost lost it. and went to beat the life outa the aweful women she said a line "Its my kid..i'l let it rot to death..what do u have to do?" and it kinda brought me to my senses. I walked back home with tears almost finding their way outa my eyes thinking what did that lil kid have to do with all of this for him to get to live such a life. If he becomes a rapist or a man with low morale or a theif,can we blame him?
The world,the Universe always shows me that no matter how much i tryta conclude something..it suddenly enlightens me with the other side of it.
Seriously,whats with this world? or else should it be,Whats with me?
The world,the Universe always shows me that no matter how much i tryta conclude something..it suddenly enlightens me with the other side of it.
Seriously,whats with this world? or else should it be,Whats with me?
