Unbearable…

This incident occurred a month ago. I was standing in the balcony looking at the starry sky and recalling past memories. I was brought back from my dream world by the sudden crashing sound of a car. Hearing the sound my mother came rushing to the balcony asking me what's the matter. After a long time I came to know that a sports-car hit the cart of a chotpotiwala while the car hit one of the walls. Within a few minutes the car took a reverse gear and sped away. In the meantime the people gathered around the chotpotiwala. No one bothered to take the man to hospital. Unable to bear the anger anymore I called the security guard to know what was going on there. He replied that the chotpotiwala was dead. Putting a decent suit on, I ran downstairs. One more shocking news was awaiting me. GOD BLESS ME! The chotpotiwala was the same man from whom I used to have chotpoti regularly. He was very excited as his daughter-in-law gave birth to a son. The police arrived and took his corpse away. Suddenly something caught my attention. One of his fists was tightly clutched to something. On opening his fist, I saw that it was a toy. OH DEAR! Rubbing the tears of my eyes I walked along the path of the most ruthless, arrogant and vicious country!