Today on my way to office, I noticed a construction site. Due to slow moving traffic, I happened to notice a bit more than usual. It was a tall wide building, and workers were busy doing their job, catering to their responsibilities. For an instant, they looked like those dedicated ants slogging to make their home. Thats how they looked to me as I gazed at that huge building they had almost built. The funny difference is, ants build their own house for a living, and these poor workers do it for someone else.. Probably for people like us, who live or work there in full luxury.
Well thats how the system is, its the hard truth. I was hoping they get to earn their living well and while I was thinking all these, just around the corner, I saw a crying baby sitting on the stones alone. Mind you that its Hyderabad I am talking about and it was 1 PM in the afternoon. It was very hot, around 40 plus degrees centigrade. The baby was holding a almost torn teddy bear, small one and was sitting shirtless on a tiny underwear (probably), or a sort of a boxer short.
This little boy could be around 2 or 3. Thats all, not more than that and he looked very pretty although he was dark. There was lot of dust on his face and overgrown hair. It was indicative he was playing with mud. I guessed his mother could be one of the workers and I was right. I parked my car left as something caught my attention. I saw his mother requesting her supervisor to go to her child, but she was asked to do one more way up carry something all the way up. ( I am guessing so). And the baby was crying so hard, probably he needed water or food. 5 min later, his father came with a broken bottle of milk, and about a quarter of a bottle was filled. He just kept the bottle there and he left to work.
I was very hurt seeing all of this. It was hard on me to see such a miserable state. For this reason I want to be something better so that I could give people better. I ended up getting out of my car, walking up to the baby, giving him water bottle which I had kept. He drank water sobbing in sorrow and he was okay in a while. I had a chocolate with me, which looked better in the hands of this tiny cute guy. His parents managed to come down seeing me holding him and they were also very embarrassed at their situation. I couldnt say much, I just gave them some money and in my broken telugu I asked them to get him clothes and a better water bottle. They explained to me something, I couldnt understand much. I am sure they were very thankful, I walked out and came to work probably 10 min late which my boss wouldnt mind.
I kept thinking, so much about this life. How thankful should we be to our parents. We are what we are today is always because of the sacrifices they have made. They have taken all the hardships so that we get the best. Even though they had their work to do, this couple managed to come down and do their best. If one feels that they didnt get the best of their parents, then that person is wrong. Every parent makes sure their child gets their best always. Some kids get everything, some dont get enough, some dont get anything at all... but, for a parent, he gives his kids everything he has got. He invests all his time and effort and does whats best for his child. Its the universal truth..
I couldnt do much to the baby or to their parents. But I learnt two things. 1. I should love my parents more, not get busy with life and 2. I should be a good parent too..
Well thats how the system is, its the hard truth. I was hoping they get to earn their living well and while I was thinking all these, just around the corner, I saw a crying baby sitting on the stones alone. Mind you that its Hyderabad I am talking about and it was 1 PM in the afternoon. It was very hot, around 40 plus degrees centigrade. The baby was holding a almost torn teddy bear, small one and was sitting shirtless on a tiny underwear (probably), or a sort of a boxer short.
This little boy could be around 2 or 3. Thats all, not more than that and he looked very pretty although he was dark. There was lot of dust on his face and overgrown hair. It was indicative he was playing with mud. I guessed his mother could be one of the workers and I was right. I parked my car left as something caught my attention. I saw his mother requesting her supervisor to go to her child, but she was asked to do one more way up carry something all the way up. ( I am guessing so). And the baby was crying so hard, probably he needed water or food. 5 min later, his father came with a broken bottle of milk, and about a quarter of a bottle was filled. He just kept the bottle there and he left to work.
I was very hurt seeing all of this. It was hard on me to see such a miserable state. For this reason I want to be something better so that I could give people better. I ended up getting out of my car, walking up to the baby, giving him water bottle which I had kept. He drank water sobbing in sorrow and he was okay in a while. I had a chocolate with me, which looked better in the hands of this tiny cute guy. His parents managed to come down seeing me holding him and they were also very embarrassed at their situation. I couldnt say much, I just gave them some money and in my broken telugu I asked them to get him clothes and a better water bottle. They explained to me something, I couldnt understand much. I am sure they were very thankful, I walked out and came to work probably 10 min late which my boss wouldnt mind.
I kept thinking, so much about this life. How thankful should we be to our parents. We are what we are today is always because of the sacrifices they have made. They have taken all the hardships so that we get the best. Even though they had their work to do, this couple managed to come down and do their best. If one feels that they didnt get the best of their parents, then that person is wrong. Every parent makes sure their child gets their best always. Some kids get everything, some dont get enough, some dont get anything at all... but, for a parent, he gives his kids everything he has got. He invests all his time and effort and does whats best for his child. Its the universal truth..
I couldnt do much to the baby or to their parents. But I learnt two things. 1. I should love my parents more, not get busy with life and 2. I should be a good parent too..
