Thursday 14 August 2014

Do I really care?



Something’s wrong. I need to leave 6:11 evening local as our rake is adjacent to the handicapped rake having only barriers of iron poles which also allows cancer patients and pregnant women who are in advance delivery stage. I see blind people living happy life, amongst them, a girl boards at Marine Lines and gets down at Andheri easily without fear, just feeling the senses around. Yesterday I saw a mother came from Dadar with her teenage daughter who was suffering from cancer. I was feeling that they were returning from KEM hospital. Obviously they belonged to a middle class because nobody would want his/her sick daughter travel in jam packed local. She had worn mask and I could see only her eyes. She was weak and so she was quite thin. Seeking place to sit here and there, she chose to sit on a floor of the rake where other people disturbed her. Seeing this, a lady who was capable to stand, stood up and offered her seat. I went emotional thrice looking at mother and daughter. What did that little girl do that God had to be so cruel on her? What a helpless mother must be thinking of her daughter? People suffer from worse part of life without expressing anything to anyone, drinking the bitter pain all around. Life is so beautiful. If you’re well, fine, fit and healthiest, what more you need? We complain everyday for so many things but how they can complain?

A blind never complains why he can’t see…

A deaf never complains why he can’t hear…

A dumb never complains why he can’t speak…

A person who knows that he has a decease that will take his life soon, will never complain about his death....

This is so painful when I look around there….everyday.

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