Being inhuman!!

Being inhuman!!

‘Passengers your attention please, train no. 1111…..’ And you are here at railway station. This is the
common announcement in any railway station. And this common thing make the passengers
understand that ‘their’ train is coming. There some other people in railway stations(other than
passengers or railway officials) who waits for all the trains! They are not waiting for the train, but for the
people coming in train, so called humans! They unfold their palms for alms. We the professional people
will call them as ‘useless beggars’.

Among the crowded people, I saw them, three lively souls! Parvathy, her daughter and
grandchild Anjali. They are sitting there in the platform. Wrinkles in Parvathy’s face shows that she is
old, an old lady! Anjali is playing beside and her mom is sleeping near to her. She is from Salem. She
came to Mangalore not for internship or five digital salary, but just to feed her grand child and daughter.
Anjali’s mother is sleeping for she is tired. They are not sure about the food, they are not sure about
themselves too! They are like that. As train approaches the station, they will run to it. None of their
relative is coming in it. They want food. This free world will not give them free food. They want money
for that food. You can avoid them because they are not your close ones. Dare to avoid your child too
who might have anjali’s age. Parvathy’s husband is died of illness. And Anjali’s father left them. So they

came to Mangalore. Being away from native just to have food!

Mangalore’s got talent to avoid those real lives. All here are busy- never ending busy persons.
Anjali if she gets a 5 rupee coin from you will live her day like Vijay Mallya! No government will pay
attention to them. These figures make might make some high-five team to say ‘station looks dirty’.

Parvathi is just one among those who suffers without food and shelter. If
you are not considering all living beings as equal, leave it.. But consider at
least humans as equal. Being inhuman as human being is the worst thing.

Anjali was looking me when I clicked her photo. She might be thinking ‘great chap, clicking me’.
She knows she will be the same If I click her photo or not. I also know that. What to do, I am also so
called human being!!