Staged or Random Beggar

November 13, 2013 - 5 minutes read

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On the signal near flashman’s hotel, there’s a little girl perhaps 8 years old who sells floral necklaces and wrist bracelets. Her brother begs for money while her elder sister washes car wind shields. I often stop at that signal and she comes by my window especially and co-incidentally I always have jellies with me so I give her a pack. I read in an article that we should make sure we know who we’re helping out when we’re handing out money to random beggars on the streets and roads because they’re not RANDOM beggars, they’re staged..everything’s staged and it’s a whole business. but she never asked me for money and one pack of jellies wouldn’t hurt , right?

I asked her what happened and her eyes filled up with tears again and the first words from her mouth were (Sisiter! My Dad Will Beat Me) “bajji…bajji mera abba maare ga mujhe.” and I understood why she was scared, why she was still there and didn’t go home like the rest of her siblings.

But this time she didn’t come by for a pack, she sat on the side grass and her brothers and sisters were no where to be found. It was late that night , she shouldn’t even be out on over there on the road. normally I don’t see her after iftaar on that road. So I parked the car on the side and I got out and went to her and found that she was crying. I asked her what happened but the words from her mouth didn’t make sense, she was scared for some reason and her throat was sour and dry because she’d been crying for hours maybe.

I keep water and food items in the car esp in ramadan. I took them out , gave her the water and sat with her eating jellies and chips for a while till she finally stopped crying and felt better. I asked her what happened and her eyes filled up with tears again and the first words from her mouth were (Sisiter! My Dad Will Beat Me) “bajji…bajji mera abba maare ga mujhe.” and I understood why she was scared, why she was still there and didn’t go home like the rest of her siblings. She told me that a guy on a motor cycle stopped on the signal, she went to him trying to sell some floral necklaces , he said he’ll buy them but as soon as the signal opened he snatched the necklaces and all the money from her hand and rode off. She was supposed to give the days report and money to her father but she was afraid of him and didn’t go home.

I really hate what the world has come to, money matters more than their own flesh and blood? these kids could’ve had better lives. their luck that they ended up with people behind this whole wide spread business.

I felt bad for her and gave her the money she lost. I couldn’t leave her there as it was late and I was thinking on what to do when her brother came running from behind and took her. I felt really sorry for her, she wouldn’t have agreed to going with her brother if she didn’t have the money to give to her dad. I really hate what the world has come to, money matters more than their own flesh and blood? these kids could’ve had better lives. their luck that they ended up with people behind this whole wide spread business. And what about that motorcycle guy? I’m sure he might be gloating about this incident among his friends like he pulled off some cool stunt.

Moments like these really make you think “What is this world coming to.” and makes you question the fact that whether things’ll ever change or not. I hope they will, I hope we can step forward and make that change happen.

Submitted By : Anonymous47

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