The *Crustaceans*

It's a norm to see beggars on the streets of Delhi and Kolkutta. These cities are in a very devastating state where you can see mothers feeding their kids on the busy street despite of the dusty and hot weather. The kids are mostly bare footed with dirty clothes. Not mentioning about education, they don't even have a roof over theirs' head. I just wonder where would they go at night during winter times or rainy seasons. Daren't to imagine that. How lucky we are packed with all the basic necessities back home.

There was once, while I was on the way to Kolkutta airport, I saw many people was sleeping on the curb and divider of the freeway. I asked the driver astonishly, "Why are these people sleeping on the divider? It's so dangerous. Further, they would've caught cold in this cold weather! What happens if it's going to rain?" The driver casually answered me, "Madam, these people don't recognise summer or winter. For them, everyday is the same as long as they've something to fill their stomach. It's lucky if they get through the day." My heart was wretched with sorrow. I was ashamed of myself to worry about all the unnecessary things all the times.

I didn't see many beggars on the streets in Bangalore. At least, people has enough to live in peace, I think. Everyone seemed to have their basic necessities and have more decent life here. On the contrary, in Delhi, there are kids dancing and performing some kind of acrobatic under the hot sun right in front of your car and come knocking on your window with a hope of appreciation in money. It's gloomy to see kids finding their own unique ways of begging for money to get food. Some even sell broken pens or old postcards to you just to get RSP10 which is only equivalent to RM1. Whilst the others approach you with their small God's statue on their palms and ask for a donation.

One day, while I was in the car, a deformed face child was knocking on my window. When I looked at her, I was almost in tears and I prayed in my heart, please, God, bless this child. May she gets her daily bread and live healthily. I quickly handed RSP10 to her. I asked the driver how much does a RSP10 worth. Would she able to buy food? He said yes. If I were given a chance, I'd like to help the poor children in India. At least, shelter them with food, clothings, education and others basic of living. What can we buy with RM1 nowadays? Can't even fill up our stomach.

In Kolkutta, there're so many homeless people. Some just sleep on the street and make a tent and cook just right there. Besides, those cab drivers, they actually sleep at the backseat of their car at night and get back to work in the morning. I designate them as Crustaceans, as hard as shells. We always complain about not having enough money for this or that. But, the Crustaceans think about how to get through every single day and struggle with their might and strength hoping to survive on this planet. They have my full respect and honour for that.