Once i was returning back from benaras to mumbai by train...i was standing on plateform... A begger came n started asking for alms.. I used to be a person , who hates beggers.. Acc to me if a person is physically disabled, he is qualified for begging... N tht begger was healthy n fit.. I told him to go but he kept on holding n touching my feet... I got irritated and slapped him... He went away quietly... My train came and i left the station... But i dont know why, I started feeling guilty... I was feeling tht my fingerprints are not on his face... Its on ma heart... I felt like sying him sorry...but it was of no use.. And life is another name of lost opportunities . I came to mumbai but tht load kept on digging deep... I decided to return back but it took almost three months... I went there and tried to find tht begger... After searching everywhere, i got him finally... He was sitting on footover bridge... His both legs were gone... Wen i asked people, they said he was drunk n fell down on railway track... I went there to say him sorry but i found myself pulling for money in my wallet... Perhaps he was qualified for my alms...
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 17:08:43 +0000
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