Oops!it's been rain rain rain in this part of my world for the past one week.At times it can be really annoying,especially when you have planned a fun day and the rains come pouring down making the ground all wet and irritating.If there is anything I love to do,it is shopping.I had planned to go shopping and the rain wouldn't just go away so I threw caution to the wind and grabbed my little umbrella.Out in the rain I went,quickly hailed a cab and zoomed to the market.
The entrance to the market was something else.Obviously like me,the rain couldn't deter so many people.People were milling around everywhere,even beggars sat put in their positions begging for alms from all who passed them.One of them particularly caught my attention.Unlike others he was standing,his buttons were all undone and I saw something like a rope connected to his navel,tracing the end,I saw something like a drip or something but some kind of satchet with some content in it in his hand and then there was this children's ryhme coming from him too.Though I couldn't trace the actual source of the music,I knew it was coming from him.Anyway,that was to attract attention and it surely did.The rain poured down on him steadily and he looked like he didnt mind.Whilst the other beggars had umbrellas,he didnt have any and people just passed him and seemed to care less about him.Out of curiousity,I approached a woman who was selling her wares not very far from him and asked why people were not concerned about the man's situation.In an off-handed manner she simply explained that people were tired of giving to him.She explained he has been standing on the same spot for over one year now and he doesn't seem to be getting any better.I was taken aback because I knew I come regularly to the market.But then,I realized I had not taken the route I just took for years now.
I didn't know who to blame.The man for not getting any better or the people who are so used to his presence that they are tired of giving to him?Well,I did what I had to do.The truth remains that the young man still needs help.It's not as if he is well and still asking for help.His situation was a very transparent one.He didnt need to tell lies to convince anybody.Could you be tired of giving also because of some excuse that may seem justifiable to you?Let us not be weary of giving for some lives could wholly depend on our penny!.
The entrance to the market was something else.Obviously like me,the rain couldn't deter so many people.People were milling around everywhere,even beggars sat put in their positions begging for alms from all who passed them.One of them particularly caught my attention.Unlike others he was standing,his buttons were all undone and I saw something like a rope connected to his navel,tracing the end,I saw something like a drip or something but some kind of satchet with some content in it in his hand and then there was this children's ryhme coming from him too.Though I couldn't trace the actual source of the music,I knew it was coming from him.Anyway,that was to attract attention and it surely did.The rain poured down on him steadily and he looked like he didnt mind.Whilst the other beggars had umbrellas,he didnt have any and people just passed him and seemed to care less about him.Out of curiousity,I approached a woman who was selling her wares not very far from him and asked why people were not concerned about the man's situation.In an off-handed manner she simply explained that people were tired of giving to him.She explained he has been standing on the same spot for over one year now and he doesn't seem to be getting any better.I was taken aback because I knew I come regularly to the market.But then,I realized I had not taken the route I just took for years now.
I didn't know who to blame.The man for not getting any better or the people who are so used to his presence that they are tired of giving to him?Well,I did what I had to do.The truth remains that the young man still needs help.It's not as if he is well and still asking for help.His situation was a very transparent one.He didnt need to tell lies to convince anybody.Could you be tired of giving also because of some excuse that may seem justifiable to you?Let us not be weary of giving for some lives could wholly depend on our penny!.
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