With beggars, there is a feeling of an overwhelming sense of duty and responsibility. The feelings of guilt, sadness envelop when I do not give them their rightful share. Could there be no beggars? I wonder.
The country has a huge population of beggars. Some sell the stuff I don't want and try pity to coax me to donate. Some demand to donate. Some claim their right to take my money - because they are transsexual & as if the society I live in caused them to beg. Well, not really sure if there is an end to donate or not to donate. It feels good to donate and become lighter.
It's a big society and a democratic country. While charity was a good thing, somehow, it's a blame game. But I feel guilty even when I ignore the beggars and don't give them the little I have. It is not going to last forever.
Recently I went to a VR gaming zone. I wore oculus , strapped up the headphones and dived right into the immersive experience. For a few moments my brain was convinced that it was falling from a great height. It was awesome. Before I wore those VR settings, I could sneak peak outside. I remembered something in the lines of tearing the magic carpet - sneak peeking the reality.
Boy, I really need to focus ! One perspective is all I have ~ what's the worse that can happen ? Death ~ duh ! No living being has seen death.
----UPDATE----
Met fund collectors today - this one is related to charity. They were saying good things and giving blessings to collect funds. At the end, one of them requested to go to ATM to withdraw money to give them and tied a thread to my hand. What's that mean ?