Early morning... Sunrays kissing your face... And you wake up happily... You get ready and are off to start a new day at work. On your way to work, you find an old man asking for help... He is so helpless that hate him or love him but you cannot ignore him... He begs you to help him... You try to ignore him and finally you relent and you help him by giving him a few tens for medicine... He showers on you loads of blessings and you heave a sigh of relief that you helped a needy person...
You leave the place and walk ahead... You remember that you had some work at the same place where you helped the old man... So you go back to that place... To your horror you find the old man enjoying alcohol and drugs... You get shattered and you feel like confronting the bastard why did he cheat you... But you realise its not worth fighting for a few tens... So you complete your work and just thinking about the blunder that you had made by helping the wrong old man... Your state of mind feels the way a victim feels after being raped... You scream at yourself... You abuse yourself... But it does not matter to you anymore because you are helpless...
At the end of the day, the bitterness in your mind, fades away and it wears off just as poison loses its effect after a long time... But the aftershocks still remain... You don't think about it anymore... All you think is the lesson that you have learnt through this experience...
SOMETIMES IT'S NOT WORTH HELPING!
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