It was in the year 2003, when I was squandering in Dadar railway station(Mumbai) to board a local train along with my parents. We were to hold on to our patience for a pretty 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 most 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 sitting in a line as series of ducklings moving on a mission.Some of them were without proper clothes, some with torn ones, some with unusual behavior, some crying relentlessly,some cursing the passers by, some fighting among themselves for bucks.

Suddenly, there was feast for my eyes. My eyes took my 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  lazy lethargic  & a 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 completely torn inside and he started begging. All his fellow beggars shouted habitual and customary slogans while begging-few showing their children, half cut legs, hands, and most of them narrating their family drama.

This unique beggar seemed not interested in their tactics and started his own. He was looking at selected people and started shouting ” Allah, sabka bhalai karega”..forward 10 minutes… 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 shouting slogans at some selected people even though they didn’t care for him. He started blessing people for no reason. And instead of pleading the people for money he started blessing them. Initially he was cared by no one, but later on, people came up to him and put coins into his not so hesitating hat. The traffic of his donors became increasingly more and more as time passed on.He played royally with the”THEIST SENTIMENT“of 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……

Phani Bhagawan