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For the last few days, I open my blog, view it, read my friends posts and then sign out... There are so many thoughts crossing my mind, everyday, but am unable to pin it down.

For example, this morning, in the Delhi metro, nobody offered their seat to an old woman, she even requested one young girl to get up, as she wasn't feeling too well, but the dame refused. Two minutes later, the old woman had a dizzy spell and fell, I couldn't help asking that dame, how would she have felt if her mother went through a similar situation? She obviously didn't have an answer, but that set me into a thinking mode, not to forget that I was totally upset with such a start to the day. But, come to think of it, what is happening to our society? What happened to values?

Respect..Kindness...Compassion... Have people forgotten these words? What are we passing on to our children?
Everyday, I get bogged down by such thoughts, because, even if I stick to my guns, and pass on the so called 'values' to my son, he has to deal with children who have either no clue of what he is saying, or they just don't care. We had stopped by an ATM few days back, while I was doing my transaction, my son spotted few transaction slips outside and around the dustbin, so he started picking those up to drop it inside the bin, while he was doing that, a guy walked in, immaculately dressed, used the other ATM machine, finished his transaction and threw the slip on the floor, without acknowledging the fact that a little boy had been cleaning up that place, he didnt even turn around to see if the slip fell in the bin or not? Furious, I called him, and I told him what he did, and I also told him that my son had just finished 'cleaning up' that ATM, atleast for that little boy's sake he could have put the paper in the bin, to which, he replied without blinking an eyelid, that its not his problem if a kid decided to clean up, the ATM people have housekeeping staff. My son's enthusiasm of doing a good act was deflated like a balloon pricked with a pin.

His eyes shot a questioning look, and I tried to avert the gaze, as I really didnt have an answer to that 'educated illiterate' guy's behaviour.

The most irritating part is that these are the category of people who shamelessly talk about how 'dirty' their country is, and blame it all on the government, the slums, the MCD etc.. These are the people, who cannot move their a**es to clean up their own homes and surroundings.

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