Would you mind rolling your eyeballs at people starving, dying in extreme conditions, in need of things you can so easily afford to give them? I know, you won’t bother to do so, because you are born like that. Nothing shakes you, makes you think otherwise. You and your like are all that matter on this good planet. The rest don’t. Not in the least. Children begging through dried throats, those outstretched fragile hands, those clothes full of dirt and holes, deserve only your pushes, followed by a few choice abuses.
You spend lakhs of rupees celebrating your child’s birthday, while the orphan living a few meters away from your home is dying for lack of food. You have rooms in your houses not used for centuries, while the destitute out there live on streets. You cook meals of different dishes, ending up throwing half of it in trash, while someone out there waits ages for some angel to give them food.
Up there, the Almighty would be ashamed of you for your mean thinking and vile acts. Don’t you dare mention we-have-two-legs-and-they-too-have-two-legs excuses to escape the onus on you. There are horrible stories all around to hear, but who am I speaking to, those who have shut their ears and eyes long ago.
I wish you could see that young restless orphan who has no house to live in, none to get food from, whose psychological core has been damaged to the hilt. I wish you could see the nagging pain of that abandoned girl on the road, who has ambitions but cannot work for them, and whose each tear drop shakes the earth on which it falls. I wish something magical could happen to bring back all your lost senses, and you started loving every human being who is going through hardship.
I wish, just like you take care of yourselves so well, you took care of those orphans and abandoned children, too. I wish you didn’t look down upon the destitute and the abandoned. I wish you came to the realisation as regards the helpless conditions of those who beg you for some little amount of money. I wish you could be a human again. I wish!
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