Hello Loyal Readers,
Before I begin this week’s Thursday Thoughts I want to wish my friends Hedi, Huda and Shweta – all very loyal blog readers – a very happy birthday, June 24th is definitely a day special on my calendar.
Thursday once again. What a week!
Not a day has gone this week without at least a few people (children and women in particular) knocking on my window at a traffic light asking for money. Sitting in an airconditioned car guilt eats me away as a little child knocks on the window begging, praying for me, asking for money. My heart burns as I try to ignore. It’s hard. It really is. Because at the end of the day I know for a fact I am privileged with a better life than whoever it maybe begging.
Yesterday, I saw a woman, very pretty, with a baby in her arms walking from car to car. She was the type of insisting beggar who won’t leave you alone unless you pay. I put down the window, asked few questions and she replied. Of course, between my querstions she’s asking me “xer naakay?” I told her I will find you a decent job, and she can work and have a monthly income. She refused.
I told her the baby will get sick under 45 degrees weather and the hot sun. She didn’t seem to care. Insisting she wants money. The excuses I have got before from other women and girls begging on the street are along the lines of: My husband is sick, my mother is in hospital or my child is unwell I can’t leave him without me (but of course, it’s okay if the unwell child is under the sun with her for hours).
Then there are the beggars who come out as a family. They dominate a traffic light, they are there for a few hours. Collect a decent sum of money, enough for few days and then ride a taxi back… home! The mother, the children and across the road the father maybe.
In the recent months the number of beggars on our roads have increased, although with Ramadan being here it has become a massive issue. Taking into consideration people’s intention to do good deeds during the holy month beggars on the streets, from IDPs to refugees and even locals make good use of the situation.
As frustrating and upsetting as it is to refuse giving some change to a little child knocking at your car’s window, I am pushing my limits to resist. Worse case scenerio if a parent does not have enough money to feed their children there is always Mali Khanda.
What has me thinking is why the authorities are not taking action. There was a phase where these children and adults were taken to the police station and were followed up. However, now with the IDPs, refugees and general political situation beggars on the roads is no longer a priority for action. Sadly. You can’t tell anymore which beggar really needs food tonight, and which is there to make money the easy way!
That’s my Thursday Thoughts,
I wish you all a great weekend, and until next Thursday
Love from My Nest in Kurdistan,