To give or not to give

The hardest thing to accept in this world I believe is undoubtedly defeat and all the arguments suggesting that in the battle between two equals it all depends on which side does the God smile make it all the worse. Why me and why not me keep me occupied for days, I admire those who are able to shrug it off and move on. I am usually very passionate and determined to avoid such a scenario and would rather beg and kneel than cry in sorrow. It isn’t that begging doesn’t hurt my self esteem but sometimes there is no other thing to do than turn towards the Almighty with hands folded in utter desperation.
Undoubtedly it hurts a lot more to plead before a mortal than to kneel before God. And this brings me to the ubiquitous Indian beggar who struggles to make his both ends meet doing day in and day out something which is extremely hard and painstaking. To add to his misery is the scorching Sun and the frosty winter making begging as a profession the most difficult in my eyes. The world of cut throat competition where every one is busy watching his own steps, no one can afford to donate a beggar more than a corner of his glance making the income harder to come by for the poor fellows. Unconfirmed hearsays about a single beggar in a country earning just enough to make his both ends meet notwithstanding, the rest 1 million of the lot undoubtedly are rotting away in abjure poverty . I just can’t fathom why if anyone has an opportunity won’t jump out of such a heart rendering situation.
We all are well aware of the lackadaisical nature of the Indian government and the sloppy poverty alleviation programs. It is just hypocrisy when we bribe our way through serpentine queues and never dare to buy anything from the PDS shops to expect the beggars who neither have political connections or cash in their cache to avail the ostentatious and apocryphal programs of the Indian government.
For long I have wondered at the rarefied bubble in which the royals live...so much insulation form the rest of the world such nonchalance. In due course of time I have realized and unfortunately party acquired the ability to see through surroundings to cast a blind eye towards those who are not as lucky.
May be the next time a beggars knocks at your window rolling down the glass and helping him to survive might just be a better idea. After all, we are all beggars in the world and we know it hurts being denied.