I could get myself more involved in this life, society, personal development and progress in living. But my consciousness always acts as a constraint on doing it, it stops me from being selfish and just think about myself and not of others. I see people struggling outside, people who work day and night to feed their children, people who serve us at our tables and wash our floors, do we think we are better than them? Can I or you not be in their position?
Why did it has to be their fate? Some of them even work hard than office boys. There are even beggars and homeless people, they sit on the road blocks and corners waiting for someone to come and charity them, they look at the luxurious cars passing by, they look at the hotels and people who eat there. Some of them work around the clock and earn just that money which we spend in the purchase of junk food on daily basis. Can you imagine yourself knocking at every car window and begging for food and money? What's the feeling of it?
They must be enduring a pain, a sorrow of life, that why was their fate not like ours. I am just a normal human who can't help any of them, I even feel shame while even thinking of giving them a charity, I can't even look at them because it makes me do cry inside. There was a time when I didn't know if I'd end up as a beggar on the street or a businessman on a chair, only then I felt how hard is it to live by knowing that you've no future and no support from anyone, all of my friends and everyone I knew turned their face away from me like they never knew me. Time has changed, new hopes have arrived, some support has come, but still things can change any moment.
I offer procrastination in life, I don't have the element of hardwork in me, so do I really deserve this life? What about them? Why can't I stop thinking? Being a sad soul is in my fate. I am not superior than any of them, I'm not inferior than any of them, they're not less of a human, they have equal rights just as a person in a Lamborghini car, they are humans and you can't humiliate them just because they are poor and got no name in society, I pray for their ease and access in this life, and I pray that they get to feel the poverty those who treat a human lesser than he should be treated. My words can't describe the grief I hold in my heart and thoughts for them, I have no power to change things, I am living in the same survival land and don't know if I'll rise or fall, I'm just a normal citizen of this world who has ambitions but not enough structure to support the high choice. May Allah help them and add the element of humanity in us, they are humans too. Respect.