poor
the most scariest thing after death is... poverty. yes, imagine starving for 3 straight days because you simply cannot afford it. imagine being unable to get meds for your new born child because you don't have money. imagine your cloth is torn and that's the only piece of clothing you ever had. imagine not having a shelter to safe-guard when its pouring. in this post i am not going to describe poverty with stats and data rather what i feel about it.
few days back when i went to have ice cream with my friends, it was drizzling and when coming back i saw an old man laying on the staircase of some remote building, having nowhere to go. i genuinely felt sad. i see young boys whipping themselves, asking for money near the mall entrances. older women who are sick and abandoned.