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The Eyes Staring Through The Window

“If all of us acted in unison as I act individually there would be no wars and no poverty. I have made myself personally responsible for the fate of every human being who has come my way.”
-Anais Nin

He stares into the car blankly.Then taps the window glass.Making faces.Something…just something that can get the drivers attention towards him.The continuous tapping exasperates the man in the driving seat of the car who is busy talking with the beautiful woman beside him.The man talks with the woman about the remorseful and somewhat despicable state of the country,his affluence,about foreign countries and their conditions and how he’d change this country’s state if had the power.He’s trying to impress the woman.He has seen so much in his life…different countries,different traditions,different people, but he fails to see the misery and the anguish in the boy’s eyes.The hunger,the thirst,the agony in the boy’s face.The stains of dried tears on the boy’s cheeks.

He castigates and scolds the boy away.

“Go disturb someone else!”

He then turns towards the lady who was busy all this time checking her lipstick in the mirror.

“These beggars I tell you,they just want free money.”

“They don’t want to work hard for it.”

He has forgotten that the fancy car he’s driving is his father’s.The money in his pocket is his father’s and that he himself hasn’t achieved anything in his life.The only difference between him sitting inside that opulent air-conditioned car and the child outside,leaning on the car’s window is the fact that he was lucky enough to been born to a wealthy father and the child was not.But he doesn’t think that way.


Says the woman with a smile on her face,flashing all her teeth as if it was some toothpaste commercial.

All she is interested in is the man’s shiny car,the size of his wallet and the credit cards at his disposal.She too has no empathy for the child standing outside with a face darkened by the dust and the pollution.She too is as shallow and as crass as the man beside her.

The child tries a couple of times more but then seeing the antipathy and indignation in the man’s eyes,moves away.He sees these kind of people everyday.As he moves towards the next car,he wishes he too was as lucky as the man inside the car.That he too had such a big car,that smooth rich face and a beautiful girl beside him too.The conjecture lights up his eyes and brings a smile on his face.

He shrugs the smile away.He has reached the window of the next car.


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14 thoughts on “The Eyes Staring Through The Window

  1. really true…

    Posted by Anonymous | October 13, 2011, 2:35 pm
  2. I like the Nin quote. I try to live never being the source of anyone’s misfortune and never pass up an opportunity to perform a charitable act.

    Posted by Carl D'Agostino | October 14, 2011, 12:57 am
  3. A recent tragedy in my life showed that most people care and help those in need; most are not like the man and woman in this story. Thank goodness.

    Posted by Maxi Malone | October 15, 2011, 12:04 pm
    • That’s very good…but I guess that depends on the person they are helping…
      I don’t think most people would help a complete stranger,more so in places where such types of situations are so common…

      Posted by Epizeuxis | October 16, 2011, 1:53 pm
  4. “The stains of dried tears on the boy’s cheeks.” Amazing observation.

    Posted by Apoyando | October 18, 2011, 3:41 pm
  5. I like this quote. It’s important to see the bigger picture of ourselves and those who suffer.

    Posted by monicakay | November 2, 2011, 6:21 am
  6. Yeah true Monica…Its very important to look at the bigger picture.We can’t always be concerned about ourselves.Thanks for the comment. 🙂

    Posted by Epizeuxis | November 3, 2011, 1:24 pm
  7. Bold and truthful – what more can anyone ask of a post? Well done.

    Posted by The Hook | December 1, 2011, 12:35 pm
  8. This just tears at my heart. I feel so bad for that child. But I know he is better off than the man in that car. He appreciates the smallest kindness, and knows what true value it is.

    Thank for sharing such a moving post.

    Posted by Angelia Sims | December 2, 2011, 3:31 pm
  9. rightly said… :O

    Posted by Cynosure | January 1, 2012, 12:35 pm
  10. Deeply heartfelt. We cannot unsee what we see — keep writing Prateek (nice name!). Thank you for visiting my blog and your lovely comment, through which I have now discovered your work. Keep in touch. Cheers.

    Posted by Blood-Ink-Diary | January 13, 2012, 8:19 pm

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