the less fortunate...
by Roque Martins (Saudi Arabia/Porvorim-Goa)
Read the story... it may change your views about
After a conversation with one of my friends, he told me that
despite taking 2 jobs, he brings back barely above 1$ per month, but he is happy as he is. I wonder how he can be as happy
as he is considering he has to skimp his life with the low pay to support a pair of old parents, in-laws, a wife, 2 daughters
and the many bills of a household.
He explained that it was through one incident that he saw in
another country... that happened a few years ago when he was really feeling low and touring another country after a major
setback. He said that right in front of his very eyes, he saw an Indian mother chop off her child's right hand with a chopper.
The helplessness in the mother's eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old child haunted him until today. You
may ask why did the mother do so; had the child been naughty, had the child's hand been infected?? No, it was done for two
simple words 'GO TO BEG!'
The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped
so that the child could go out to the streets to beg. Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eating
half-way. And almost instantly, a flock of 5 or 6 children swamped towards this small piece of bread which was covered with
sand, robbing bits from one another. The natural reaction of hunger...
Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive
him to the nearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The
owner was dumbfounded but willingly sold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400 loaves of bread (this is
less than 0.25 per loaf) and spent another $100 to get daily necessities.
Off he went in the
truck full of bread into the streets. As he distributed the bread and necessities to the children (mostly handicapped) and
a few adults, he received cheers and bows from these unfortunate. For the first time in his life he wondered how people can
give up their dignity for a loaf of bread which cost less than $0.25
fortunate we are...
He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate
he is to be able to have a complete body, have a job, have a family, have the chance to complain what food is nice and what
isn't nice, have the chance to be clothed, have the many things that these people in front of him are deprived of...
Now I begin to think
and feel it, too! Was my life really that bad? Perhaps... no, I should not feel bad at all... What about you? Maybe the next
time you think you are, think about the child who lost one hand to beg on the streets.
Let us pray for the less fortunate and offer a piece of our
daily share to the hungry & destitute children when we can... Heaven never helps those who do not help others...
Send this message to those people who mean something to you...to
those whom you know would go out to reach & lift the downtrodden... And if you don't, don't worry, nothing bad will happen
to you... you will just miss out on the opportunity to instigate others to brighten someone's soul...
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