Hell on our Streets – Children Begging

Does it not torment your eyes when you see a kid walking on our rugged streets bare-footed?

Do you not feel helpless when a kid of the same age as that of your own child begs for money?

Does it not tear your heart apart when a kid is pushed away while he asks people for food?

Do those kids not have a heart or are they so sinful that they should be handed with a begging-bowl instead of colouring books?




Think for a worthwhile minute before answering those questions, where are those poor little innocent creatures at fault if they are born in a poor family? Does it mean they are not worthy of food, education and love?


There are a thousand million such questions eagerly waiting to be answered with answers that do justice to those poor souls. They are no less human than the kids playing in our backyard are. They are no less human than the kids sleeping on our beds placed in our air-conditioned rooms are. They are no less human than the children who play in the play-area of McDonalds.


When I see those innocent children begging for food and money, my eyes tear up and it feels like hell on earth. It is even worse when those kids get into drugs. Yes! A 12-year-old smoking cigarette, in fact people have gone so far to prove themselves heartless that they hand them over those injections filled with I-don’t-even-want-to-name-what-it-is and inject them with it in exchange of the money those ill-fated ones have begged for throughout the day.


Who is responsible for all of this? Each one of us is responsible for it. You cannot just blame inflation for it, nor can you blame the system for it. It is you and I, we give our children mighty zingers while shooing those little angels (I’m certainly not calling those drug addicts angels, it is the innocent ones I’m talking about) away when they ask for food, without even thinking for a millisecond. It won’t get any better unless you will play your role towards it. It won’t get any better unless I will play my role.


What our role is?

It is no more than giving up a pizza for once. Give up on a pizza, have curry and the money we save from it, feed a hungry or give them to the needy.


Our role is to give up on the movie tickets of the lately released movie and give the money we saved from it to the poor and needy.


Our role is to travel in public transport in place of our luxurious car and the money we saved by saving on our car’s fuel; give it to the poor kid sitting on the street.


Our role is to wear the streetwear everyone else wears instead of buying those lavish designer dresses and the money we save from it, feed a hungry with it.


Our role is to say no to 24 Karat Gold and opt for the jewellery at the gift shop next door, for just once, and the money we save from it, DONATE IT!




Trust me it is the best feeling in the whole world.

For you it is just some money, for them it is Food, Happiness and a new pair of Shoes.

Stop blaming others, you play your part and insist your peers on playing theirs and evident this world becoming a better place to live in.

girl begging

 Orby Cooper