The Beggar

I Really felt so sad seeing these poor People, I always confused why God Allowed such a life to these People; Are they not his Children? I Really got Angry to God.

So I decide to help a poor beggar I Usually See in the Streets,

I went to that old guy I usually see, he is a drunk, lives in the street, sleeps in the streets.

When I came near him he fetched his hands for alms, I put some coins to his hands and asked are you Happy with your life?

He replied me with a smile Are You Happy With Your Life Son?

He Laughed, and continued, people think that we beggars are so sad, living a very pity life. but actually we are the people who lives in peace, happiness and in comfort.

People like you called yourselves educated high society and your Laws are Our real problem.

As long as No One Disturbs Our lives, We lives Happy and Dies Happy In Freedom, Without regret, Without Pain In The Hands of The Nature and in the Hands of The Creator of this World.

I Asked Him, Do You Believe in God?

He Smiled and Told Me, Son, don't worry too much about us, we are always near to The Creator, our last and first hope is only him, we are not like you who remember him always as the last option. 

For us no one will be there when we get ill, get into any issues. We live or die no one cares but we know he cares us; Only He Cares Us.

Live or Die without his knowledge nothing happens in our life hence we don't worry about what he plans for us. We accept him without regret or pain and with complete obligation and acceptance.

By the way what good are you going to do for us?

You will give us a shelter of four walls, lots of rules and regulations to live there, will give a timetable for each and every sec of our life, you will display us before the world as your good deed, you will teach us and force us to live how you lives and what you assumes as perfect life and you will ask us to bend our knee before whoever you bend your knee.

Son, You are inviting us to live a life full of restrictions, here in this street we lives a life of freedom and bends our knee before only God The Creator.

I heard him silently and when he stopped talking I asked him. but always you need to fetch your hands before this so called people you considers little, they are giving you food for your life, you are enjoying the value of their struggle.

He smiled and asked me, Why you are trying to help me? You are guilty, feel guilty for Enjoying Delicious Food Full of stomach while I starve here or you think you also got a responsibility for my poverty and you want to escape from that guilty feeling by doing something for me or else you are doing good as a charity to escape from the grave sins you did before The Almighty.

Seldom people do good things without any reason and to see such people we don't need to come to your homes or your world because such people lives among us and not among you.

Son in reality there is no difference between you and me.  Actually you are living in a worst Life than me.

You always live in worry and in problems,

Not a single day you can able to sleep sound, Daily you are begging to your boss to keep you in the job, daily you are begging to God for your new needs and the new needs of your own and everyday you are trying to tell yourself that you are happy, you are trying to make Yourself believe that you are happy.

Son, Why don't you come with me, and live with me leaving everything behind you and giving yourself in the hands of God.

Even you don't know you exist tomorrow or not; you worrying about your tomorrows,

Here you will find peace, happiness, comfort, sound sleep and freedom. Here you can't see yourself struggling, here you don't need to tell yourself and make yourself believe that you are happy, Here you are living because you will find yourself living. He Laughed In a Loud Voice

I Realized, that this guy is Mad, he is not going to change, because he don't want to, what all blunder he is talking; He don't know the value of family, being with them, live for them, the mischief of children, dream about their good future, he can't able to understand these all things, he is really insane. A beggar talks big things, funny.

I really felt so angry, cursing him in mind I stood and left him without saying a word.

Once again I turned and looked at him, he is busy with his work or something, perhaps he already forgot that I was there with him to help him. I felt so insulted, I murmurer "these kind of guys doesn't deserve help, they are meant for living in dirt, they live there and die there in this dirt of the world, these people should wipe out from the face of earth, they don't have right to live."

I continued my walk........