I first met him on a road side... I was riding mu bicycle to school & he was sitting on his wheel chair on a square side ......looking quite but not exactly... his eyes were saying a lot of things..... may be he wanted to speak but this divine din't gave him the authority to...
He seemed skinny and hungry.... suddenly the whites in me arouse and a 5 Rs coin started jumpng in my pocket....I wanted to give tha to him....
But as I tried to approach him.. someone from my inner self shouted "ARE YOU NUTS"....
"Have your ever wondered.. what you can achieve withis money????".... Just Imagine...
I asked.. What?? what do you mean??
He said.. 5 Rs means.. a lot a Burger (in 2000 you could manage that ;)).. you can munch on it...
How can you waste your money like that... Spend it on your self..
But what if something happens to that guy...? (I murmered to myself) .
Oh forget it... there are so many like them.. lying on road side.. can you feed al ov those..
Come on lets eat something.... Don't try to be a social servant...
I spent that amount eating some junk crap... and while going to school the next day... I found him.. in his skinny body.. without any soul, .. Yes,,, he was dead.... and some crows and kites were munching on their morning feast with the sparing flesh (if there was any) from his body....
I was filled with grief and guilty.... I said to my self that..."I could have saved him.. why din't I FED him".... but right then my inner self (may be paapi pet) replied... "Dear, I you would have fed him yesterday.. Who would have been feeding al of those who are eating his flesh right now..."??
And I moved ahead..
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