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Humanism and Brutalism
Two incidents that I have crossed several months back have completely changed my opinion about humanism and brutalism
Some months back me and my friend went for a morning walk in our native village. After completing 45 minutes of walk we were returning.
“Shall we have a tea?” my friend asked.
I nodded and we went to a road side petty tea shop. Two or three persons were waiting there for their turn of tea and the tea master ( the man preparing tea used to be called as tea master in our area) was busily preparing tea. The DVD player in the shop was playing some devotional songs in full volume.
“ Welcome Sir, tea or coffee?”
“Two tea please”
We were discussing about a meeting that is going to be conducted next day.
There came a small boy of 7 or 8 years old, wearing trousers only. He was very lean and looked very dirty.
“Sir please give me something Sir. I have no food for the past two days Sir” He was begging.
I was about to take my purse, the tea master came to us and frowned at the boy.
“ You rascal how many times I have told you not to disturb the customers? Get away Otherwise I will kill you”
The boy was frightened and ran away.
After finishing tea, we were about to start, the boy came once again.
“ Sir, please something sir”
Hearing his voice, the tea master got wild, took a cup of boiling water and thrown it on the boy shouting “ you idiot wont you go”
Luckily the boy escaped from that boiling water and ran away.
I was very much upset over this incident and I don’t know why the tea master behaved in such a brutal manner.
Next day I was sitting in my garden.
A cute black coloured kitten wandering here and there crying in a feeble voice. She might have been separated from her mother .
I brought a cup of milk and placed it before her. But she could not drink it. My neighbor told “ she don’t know how to drink. Give it in a feeding bottle”
“You are right Sir” I went inside of my house, and brought a feeding bottle , but the kitten was not there.
Where it gone? I searched around the garden and went to that narrow lane adjacent to my house.
Oh what a scene it was!
The stray dog which usually wanders in our street was laying down and feeding the kitten.
A Dog feeding a kitten. Amazing!
I was very much moved by this scene and unnecessarily the face of the tea master came to my mind. Animals are more human sometimes, it seems!