Yesterday I Saw a begger and I can't seem to get him out of my mind
Yesterday I was driving to gym in my Prado , when I saw a beggar in his 30s in dirty clothes sitting on the Footpath , I was at Traffic Stop and I Stared him for 4 minutes , those four minutes felt eternity , He just sat there staring up at the sky , his expressions blank and his gaze distant ,
In the beginning I felt pity for him , here is a man who is human just like me , he is Sitting in scorching heat , destitute and penniless , he would never taste good things in life like , he would never be able to travel the world and see all the progress humans have made , He would never know what life has to offer , When he will die he will be like as if nothing was , nobody will miss him , His life will amount to nothing . his breaths Useless . I saw a strange Calmness on his face , no worry.
Then I felt anger towards the System , how can system be so cruel where one like me is enjoying all the good things in life , just bcuz I was born in very rich family . My parents gave me All the resources , shaped me and nurtured me , gave me great education from top colleges and universities , Sent me abroad to travel to many countries as a child for exposure , I am living like a prince of medieval times , I saw disappointment and resentment on his face as if He was saying , I was unlucky to be born in poor family.
Then I felt anger towards him , He and Me we are nothin alike , If he is poor only he is the one to blame , He is weak for refusing to play the game , , Nobody prevented him from Rising or climbing the social heirarchy , He was given life 30 years , He choose mediocrity , he accepted defeat , there are people working as delivery boys and what not trying to finance their education , they choose to struggle , he choose to beg , People respect struggle and admire them , I hate weakness both in myself and others , I sometimes use public transport in simple clothes just to meet people from different backgrounds to get their perspective , once I asked this random security guard what do you think about these people living in DHA how come they got the money , All he said to me was "JEE haram ka pesa hee sub ka inhon ne mulk ko beech diya he haramiyon ne " , This is how they cope justifying their weakness blaming others for their own failures , We live in multiple kanal home in DHA , nobody gave us all this wealth on silver platter but they cant comprehend that they have to blame political parties and stuff for their failures , I hate all younglings I see in library , wasting their time on useless PUBG gameplays and tiktoks , One day when they will become security guards bcuz of their failures they will say the same thing ," Haram ka pesa he..... " .
Anyway back to beggar , In that moment I only felt disgust for him , I felt no pity , I felt no anger , just pure Hate , I saw only bitterness and Weakness on his face , A face of lost man , who deserve to be there .
In that moment I wanted to run him over . There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, I gain no deeper knowledge of myself no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
Edit: I dont know why yu guyz are bashing me for no reason , criticise the begger not me , I Am not the problem here , that beggar is the problem with our society who forsake struggle for handouts