Sunday, December 13, 2009

thats what i call a stucky situasion

Did u see the papers yesterday. A syndicate of beggars around kl. Yeah you've probably heard of this again and again. Me too. just that i find this one rather interesting. This ain't the normal beggars u see at the pasar malam or market or what not. Not those that still can talk or walk. I'm talking deeper then that. The ones I'm looking at is those that has no hands or no finger, no tongue and some don't even have their mouths. And to make it worst they don't even have a face. Its as thou they had been into an acid incident or something. Their not kids but full grown people. Imagine if they were kidnap or something, and these syndicate made them into what they are now, how the hell can they escape from this. And we would have a hard time helping them out. I mean we can't take their finger prints coz they don't have one anymore. They cant shout for help let alone tell if their in trouble or anything. I dont think writing is an option either. I'm sure one of the syndicate crew is near to keep an eye on them if something happen or someone is trying to rescue them. But they get paid alot and well from people who walks by them. But when i come to think about it, what do they do with their share of the money? I don't think these beggars can buy anything enjoyable for them in their condition. I really feel sorry for them and even i don't know what i can do to help. Coz i don't know anything about them. Maybe they were kidnap or force to be what they are now. Or they use to be a gambler or something and lost and got in debts with some gangster n shit and were sold to these syndicate. Or they could have been once some ones husband who later got caught sleeping with the wife's best friend or mother or even worst farther (gay shit) and got thrown acid on his face in revenge from the wifey. I just saying who knows. so the next time i get myself in a sticky situation, like the time when i accidentally sat on wet cement and by the time i was ready to skate but was to late for i was stuck to the bench, i'll think of them.

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