Now the thing is that, I’m utterly disgusted with my helpful/merciful/generous/compassionate/sensitive and what not nature. I can’t refuse a beggar on the road and people warn me that I’m encouraging beggary ,I can’t refuse a salesman who comes to my doorstep , churns out stories of unemployment ,his incomplete education because of lack of money and hence asks me to buy some homemade/small scale industries product. People warn me that he may be a fraud, he may have some more severe intentions.

Then I encounter people who show me prescriptions of their children/spouse suffering from some terminal illness. They ask for money so that they can atleast feel , that they had tried their best to save their loved ones. People tell me that they are fake. They are not genuine. They make up such stories and fool everyone.

And I’m tired. So, am I going to question everybody’s genuineness? What if I was in their position? What if , I was in real trouble and ran from door to door and people would dismiss my plea thinking that I’m making up stories?