The Brainy Beggar

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
It is a story about a royal looking beggar in India, who makes money so easily using his typical tactics.

Submitted: November 01, 2014

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THE BRAINY BEGGAR

 

It was in the year 2003, when I along with my father, mother and brother were squandering in Dadar railway station (Mumbai) to board a local train. We were to hold on our patience for a  good amount of time as the ticket booking queue was very long as a never ending stream. We sat down on the steps near the pavement. That was for the first time I’ve visited the wealthiest city in India. The station was very busy, with people moving helter-skelter in the path where their destiny is leading them to.

There was a massive crowd of beggars begging in a line as series of ducklings moving on a mission. Some of these people were without proper clothes, some with torn ones, some with unusual behavior, some crying relentlessly, some cursing the passersby, some fighting among themselves for penny’s, few dead as a door nail. That was a sorry sight.

Suddenly, there was feast for my eyes. My eyes took sight over to a 6 feet tall guy with a gentlemen overcoat. He was walking as if he was the brand ambassador of the term called ROYALTY. He was wearing a dazzling detective hat. A plentiful of papers shrugged into his pocket seemed like jumping out of it, some cap-less pens were peeping sadly through his pocket. He was looking around people as if they’ve prosecuted illegally into his farm land. He had a nicely combed hair. He looked like an old and lazy lethargic boring professor

He sat down on the pavement, unbuttoned his coat, removed his hat, kept it in front of him upside down, suddenly, he’s a BEGGAR. To my surprise I saw his coat was full torn inside and he started begging. All his companion beggars shouted habitual and customary slogans while begging, some beggars, were begging showing their children, some showing there half cut legs, hands, and some narrating their family drama.

This unique beggar seemed not interested in his companion’s tactics and started his own. He was looking at selected people and started saying” Allah, sabka bhalai karega”.He started looking at people around him and started blessing them “Allah aapka bhalai karega”. And after a moment he started saying “Bhagwan, aapka bhalai karega…bhagwan aapka bhalai karega”…and after a moment he changed his slang and started saying “May Lord Jesus, save u from all your problems”. He started saying slogans at some selected people even though they didn’t care him. He started blessing people for no reason. And instead of pleading the people for money he started blessing them, though that seems to be a madness, yet there was a method in it. Initially he was cared by no one, but later on, people came up to him and donated him. The traffic of his donors became increasingly more and more as time passed on. He outplayed royally with the”THIEST (GOD) SENTIMENT “of the people and made money. And alas..!, when he found that his hat was filled, he poured all the clinging coins into his pouch, wore his coat back, put on his hat, and then slowly walked away……

 

 


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