[TM]CC#02 Organize your Speech - He is also in our Society

He is also in our society

One day I was standing at the bus stop in triplicane high road waiting for the bus to go to office. Sun was so warm and the cool breeze was passing frequently kindling my eyes. Like any other day, today also everybody was busy in the road with their daily routine. Hotel Anandha bhavan was as usual loaded and a lot of people were tasting their breakfast idly, vada, dosas, pongal, poori, tea, coffee. My eyes were roaming around my watch and the road, to catch the glimpse of the bus.

Suddenly my eyes caught a glimpse of a lean figure walking along the road towards my direction. Without my knowledge I started looking at the person. The person was moving very slowly as compared to normal person and it further increased my attention towards him. My eyes started focusing on the person and the eyeball started zooming to the view. He might be in mid of 30 years. He wore a grey horizontal striped T-Shirt and a miscellaneous designed lungi. The T-Shirt was faded and having numerous holes showing his body like numerous crimes of our society. He was also holding one big gray bag of 5 feet height like a treasure of him with half of his left shoulder supporting it. The bag dangled slowly in his shoulders. After seeing these all I came to conclusion that the bag was half empty. My mind doesn’t want to go to argue whether I should see the bag as half full or half empty. My mind came to the conclusion that he is a rag picker, the dilapidated face of our society

My mind was thinking again, “Ok, Like any other rag pickers in our society, he is also one”, Then why he is walking slowly. Might be the bag is heavy. If the bag is heavy he might be having more money out of it. No I had already saw, that the bag is only half filled. My brain pushed my eyes to focus sharply on the rag picker like the modern CCTV. Oh I found something, the rag picker is limping and his left leg might be having some problem. I pondered what the problem might be

1)      His leg might be injured as he has to explore the inhuman places for his living or

2)      By birth he might be handicapped, so he might fixed the artificial legs. or

3)      He might had a fight with his companions and injured his leg.

As our brains are more powerful than modern day supercomputers, these thoughts were revolved in my mind in a fraction of a second.

As time passed, he slowly closed to the bus stop where I was standing. My eyeballs peeped into his left leg. The lungi he wore covered both of his legs. But my eyes spotted his uncovered part of his left foot. It was totally different from the normal foot. My mind said that definitely it is not an artificial leg or injured. It is something other than these.

My eyes again zoomed towards his left foot. Now I found something, the height of the foot itself may be more than 30cm compared to normal 3 cm. The foot was disgorged with lots of swellings which look like mountains of the Western Ghats. My mind identified the nature’s inhuman face. He was affected with elephantiasis disease, the end state of filarial disease.

My mind was again runs into non-ending loops like

1)      Why he has not taken any treatment?

2)      Whether he has the information that where the treatment for the disease is given?

3)      Whether he has partially stopped the treatment?

By this time he crossed me and started moving. Oh what a pity seen to be remembered? All walks of people are moving in either side of the road not at all caring about this affected rag picker. He also lives in the same society as us.

My mind pondered whether I should talk to him and help him to go to medical needs.

Suddenly the bus has arrived; automatically my brain ordered my legs to gorge into the bus. The bus started moving, still my mind was thinking about the rag picker. What if he got a parents like me. Definitely he would have got good education and a good job. Now he won’t be picking rag instead like me he might have waited in the bus stop to go to his job. I was fully disturbed the whole day. In my mind one thought was continuously revolving in my mind ie. “I should have helped him to a hospital”.