"ungrateful"
i am ungrateful because i am given, all the things which i got by birth, a ten rupee note would hold no value to me, i could chew on it and spit it, wipe my ass off it, because oh well it's a ten rupee note which i obviously did not earn, i was in Chandigarh, in an auto and it stopped by a worker, who must have worked hard the entire day in the sun, burning his skin and giving him a taste of hell, his dark tanned skin made it evident. so the auto stopped, i was at the back and moved a little to give that man space, no it wouldn't have bothered me to sit with him, not at all, but what bothered me is what happened next, he did not come to sit behind on the seat but sat beside the uncomfortable driver's seat. i do not know what to make of it.was he subjected to such harsh discrimination that he himself did not think fit of himself to sit beside properly dressed up people? and then when he reached the place he was going he took out a bundle of white paper and a few notes, he took a ten rupee note and handed it over to the auto-wala. i want to feel how hard it must have been, to earn so little and to spend it. i don't want to be ungrateful, i don't want to forget.