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Fight Begging - Not Beggars

Beggars! Beggars! Beggars everywhere! Yesterday I was travelling in a pa
ssenger train and this was what has gone through my mind throughout the journey. In a time period of three hours I have found beggars of all ages each one with one’s own unique identifiable disability.
Apart from the blind, deaf and dumb people, one can find innumerable forms of disabilities which have the capacity to excite the feelings of sympathy and humanity in every single passenger on board.
Young parents make their kids donate in order to teach them charity while children and adolescents donate as a part of their morale. Girls donate to showcase their sensitivity towards suffering while boys donate to impress them. Old people donate to fulfill dharma while sick people donate in order to evade karma.
Finally every single passenger donates, may be not to each and every beggar, but to a handful of them before getting down the train. This gives the passenger a satisfaction of doing some good to the society and to the beggar it fetches a handful of morsels.
 However, this beggar- donor relation is not restricted to specific train journeys of journeys on a whole. This is a widely prevailing scenario throughout the nation. Footpaths, cinema halls, shopping malls, bus stops, holy places, platforms, none can stand as an exemption for this wide spread begging racket.
‘I found a child of five begging on the road while another of the same age is found riding a bicycle on the same road. Why is it that these differences occur in our society ’, arises a post on facebook once in every two days. Every single day, a youth association comes into being in order to protect child rights. Every now and then, students are found marching on the roads for social causes.
Youth today, are ready to react. But, how is it that we are going to react. We see a child or an old man begging under scotching sun. Our heart weeps for them. But all that we can do apart from donating is to show our sympathy towards them. Every one of us is aware that our government doesn’t provide the necessary facilities for these down trodden people.
 We award and reward certain NGOs for their remarkable service to the unwanted. But why is it that we never demand the state to think for their existence. We fight for corruption, we fight for awareness, we march for votes, and we march for sports; for once let’s fight for the uncared and unwanted.
Let us become the voice for the unvoiced. Instead of donating for their temporary satisfaction, let us join hands to introduce permanent happiness into their lives because, the presence of beggars in a society might increase the importance of charity in our lives, but never the grace of the nation.

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