The bikes are roaring on the road, big crowd of young guys near the pan shop. Its a weekend! I lit a Classic, grab the change, leave some smoke and continue my walk – a walk of an entrepreneur which struggles to keep a pace with the realistic and opportunistic world (some other day I will explain how different it is from a normal walk).
I thought it was not for me, people hardly recognize me in offline world (perils of sticking to the online world). But the gentle shout was directed to me. Removing the cigarette out of my thoughts, I raised my eyes and saw a normally dressed guy.
Hello boss, can you help me?
In today’s world help is a derogatory word everyone wants to stay from it. I looked at him, the guy was all well and I thought that the guy must be asking about some address. I looked at him again and said – Nahi boss I can’t read Marathi nor I know the place well. A lie to stop any further conversation, I was too happy in my world – bloody selfish entrepreneur.
But the help was for something else. The guy who might be of my age had a wife and a small baby too. The wife had her baby on the lap and with a small bag was sitting on the corner of the pavement. The eyes were down, trying to dissolve the reality.
I need some money, I need some help, I have a wife, a kid too and I need some money.
I have seen such people in my life. Some say they come from village, some just give a smile. I once asked a guy why was he begging when he was well built and can easily do some work. The guy just gave a smile, moved on but kept on asking for money from others.
I was ashamed here when I saw a married man who was able and fit from all angles asking money or begging for money. I didn’t stop nor I said anything, I kept on walking with the road. But the incident kept hitting me even after I had gone to bed.
I have lost money in my life too but…I never begged for money. I have borrowed money twice in my life with lot of pain and I am too be blamed for the mess (will share that too someday). But then what makes me go begging when I have a wife and a kid to take care. Why are they to suffer, when you can’t be the man of your family?
I do help people but not this time. I walked on with a though from my mother which she says till day – bhagwan ney hath pawan diye hain, aaj bhi kam kar sakti huun (At my age I still have my hands and legs all well so I can work and make money)
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