FILL THE CUP..

Sunday.. One that u desperately awaited for.. Well any working person does.. To chill off a lil with frends.. Some shopping.. Or just a saunter in the park.. Or may be a movie.. May be some chai at the nukkad and some sutta.. Or may be just a glass of mango shake and some chit chat with frens..

You are engaged in some soothing conversation.. Well, you need it the most, since Sunday’s outta be the most lazy day of the week.. And suddenly you hear “Bhaiya.. Chane le lo”.. You turn your head.. You find two small kids.. One say around 10-12 yrs old and the other may be 4-5 yrs old or may be younger.. You give a quick look at the kids though u did not wanted to.. The elder.. Sweet.. In a OK Shirt.. Shorts.. No slippers.. Holding a bucket in the left hand.. And is coddling his younger with his right arm!! You are unable to say NO to his request.. But ur gesture was enough to tell him you said NO.. “Bhaiya.. Le lo.. Acche se banaunga”.. he insists.. You shake your head all over again.. And this time you don’t have guts to look him straight in his eyes and give hima NO.. “Bhaiya, bas aaj bhar le lo.. Kal se nahi bolunga”.. he cries again.. Well you say “Nahi beta.. Nahi chahiye”..He didn’t insist anymore.. He turned away and walked off.. He didn’t request anyone else.. He just kept walking.. Dejected.. Younger, unware of anything…

Suddenly you started feeling low.. Looking down at the hard concrete you donno what is going on in your mind but you are feeling bad of something.. Suddenly images of all those young and abject kids.. Sleeping around open main holes.. Eating up anything lying on the street.. One in the local chai stalls getting castigated for what is not his fault at all.. You see a face crying for food.. Eyes filled with tears.. Some still happy with whatever they have managed for the day.. You feel like crying.. Frens ask you “what happened to you all of a sudden”.. well you say “nothing”..

It just took you two minutes to realize that the kid came to you with a ray of hope in his eyes to feed his younger brother.. May be they have lost their parents or may be they never had one.. Atleast he had the guts not to beg and take the responsibility of the kid on his own shoulders.. You get up.. Turn back in a hurry.. And start looking for the kids.. You donno whats there on ur mind.. But u just want to find the kid and do what he said or may be more……..

You search for the kids.. Everywhere in the market,.. Any place where they could be looking for their prospective sale for the evening.. You looked everywhere but couldn’t find them.. May be the almighty doesn’t want you to help them anymore.. You start feeling low.. This incident is going to haunt to for long now.. You just donno what to do? You feel desperate to help such young orphans who don’t have bread to eat, bed to sleep.. or threads to wear.. You go back to your room.. depressed and sad…

You come back to the new technical almighty “google”.. type in some random words to look for some way in which you can help kids like the one you saw today.. May be the kid was a messenger for all those others like him starving and dying….You come across many www pages.. But you find it arduous to trust any.. You are vacillated.. You are pissed off right now very badly, irritated… you fall in altercations with your near and most dear ones… you just cant do anything… unable to help urself you shut down ur lappy… lie down.. You think.. If everyone like you, makes it a point to fill just one CUP a week.. not a single kid would be starving.. Does a mere 10 bucks matter you so much that you can see those lil ones cry in front of you.. It doesn’t.. right?? Unknowingly, you take a oath.. Unknowingly, u have decided to help atleast one such kid to have the best life he/she can have.. Unknowingly, you take a pledge to fill atleast one cup a week.. Unknowingly.. but atleast you thought........ And you pray.. that everybody does………………………........

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