Sunday, March 07, 2010

Helplessly limbless

Been wanting to write about this for about a week now. I guess better late than never, huh?

I admit I am new in the city - Mumbai - the roller-coaster of a city this is. So everyday, I see this little girl with no upper limbs -- yes, no arms -- prostate on the ground, in the train station. And everyday, I pass by without dropping the expected coins. It is so surreal -- this limbless apathy I exhibit but do not really feel. I want to drop all my coins there, every single note I possess can go there -- but I guess I am too practical to actually do that. Somewhere in my mind I realize it is an act, the little girl, limbless though she may be, is part of a larger nexus out there to swindle me, but somehow, it galls me not to do something about it. Makes me feel guilty about my relatively privileged existence... I know it is ridiculous, but I cannot help it. But I refrain from giving money to the prostate girl and the other prostate, limbless boy at the station. There are just too many people who deserve sympathy and I just cannot give my sympathy to so many. I make a living and just want to be left alone to enjoy what I earn, and not feel guilty about the masses of limblessness around me...

Am I selfish? I guess I am. Not more than anyone out there though, I am sure.