Neglecting my Negligence

I have been keeping all my trinkets as a memoir of my guileless childhood, dragging it all the way with me; rather than ever thinking of disposing them off to the street children playing in my backyard. Fearful of the brunt of the mutilations this big-bad-going-worse world can inflict on my sensitivity, I thought to conserve the few ‘beautiful aspects of childhood’ I managed to save in ‘ME’. Unaware of the potential effects of my negligence towards those who strive without even a single square meal a day, I am mistakably happy and contended at my own callous disposition.

I would feel proud to be the saviour of the victims of merciless pogrom and terrorism, who grope in dark for a single, no matter how bleak, a ray of hope; but I am too busy to look at those unfortunate souls importuning for help. I have been witnessing the dreadful slaughter of a man’s most prized possession, his ego, when I see a pauper begging; but in search of my own comforts, I kept knocking out the questions my conscience kept uttering to me. I have been party to help encourage exploitation of small little waifs when I give my unspoken consent to those who employ children in mangy places to do some menial work. I endorse the opinion of those who eve-tease women, by overlooking the incident not to show my vulnerable hurt side. After all, I am too ordinary and decrepit an individual to make a difference to this dithering world. . (And may be that is the reason I consciously ignore to empathise with those in the hour of need).

In time, surely I’ll think.. surely, I’ll have some compunction, but right now, I am too entangled in this idée fixe of self! I would rather look wistfully at those ranking above me in the echelon of this material world, coveting on the luck ordained by others and thinking, how beautiful my life is, neglecting my negligence!

(No denying, in some corner of his heart, every other man in this world considers himself a victim of moral degeneration of the society that he finds difficult to sustain and a product of the perpetual strangulation of his principles to keep up with the progressing brutal times.

But amidst these sorry states of affairs, we tend to forget that somehow our negligence contributes a great deal to the society as a whole. )