I beg your pardon........

I can say this blog is a sequel of my previous blog-observations. I’m supposed to mention about the following people or incidents in my ‘observations’, but I wanted to elaborate on each one or did I try to escape… I really don’t know, but I’m here to express my guilty feeling…might be asking for pardon…but I’m sure I want to write about this. Let me list the causes of my guilty feeling and some say I need not be guilty and some say yes I have to be….

Cause 1: I see this really old lady near that signal almost everyday. Sitting on the road she keeps talking to herself angrily....or to someone whom I can’t see or might be she's talking to God. Mum said that to me once, when I was small. I pointed a mad person and asked her “Mummy to whom is he talking to…. [Giggle]….Is he mad?”, “No honey, God speaks to such special people, you know. You should not laugh at them.” I remembered that...The old lady’s face will always be filled with worries and anger.....I wonder why? Might be her kids just kicked her out of their house?? Or is that she just don’t have anyone?? I don’t know, but so many vehicles crossing her everyday and so many people at least give a glimpse…but why has no one done anything to her. Or why haven’t I done anything to her?… but still people say “It’s ok don’t bother yourself for such small things”….Is this a small thing…another human being…who might have been normal like any one of us at some point of time, is abnormal now and no one could do anything about that???? I’m disturbed.

Cause 2: This person I see near the same signal, whom I doubt might be the old lady’s husband or might be even my weird imagination, seem to be sane, but a beggar. He looks more terrible….like a white cloth dipped in dirt and sand, losing its original colour and completely torn into pieces. Every time he comes begging I rush to get out some money from my purse….but by the time I do that he moves to the next car. Still, I could pass it on to driver and would have helped him with that Rs.10 or at least keep that money out the next day….After 2 weeks of this guilty feeling I managed to give him that small amount, but I have just helped him for a day…What about the rest?????

Cause 3: This must have been the cutest of puppies I have ever seen. Running so enthusiastically around people waiting in the bus stop, as if pleading for love….looking at him for the first time any girl would go “cho chweet” but no one seemed to care about that little one. In the beginning I never thought it was mad….no one would ever imagine that…but everyday I just pray to God to save him from being beaten up by any truck/van....he is just too small to meet God…that’s what I thought…..:(

I know I can do something for these three ceasing souls, but I don’t know what’s stopping me- laziness, or just being irresponsible, or the feeling ‘when no one cares, then why should I?’ .....

P.S- I haven’t seen that mad dark guy I had mentioned in my ‘observations’ later. I’m disturbed again…:(