It’s just eight in the morning and I hear a door bell. A well-dressed boy gives me a paper and starts to tell his sad tale. “I am good at studies, I have no one to pay for my education….I did not wait for him to complete. I hear different versions of such stories daily. I gave him 10 rupees.” He has a list of donors and wants my name to be added in it. I can see a bundle of Indian currency in several denominations in his hand. These people don’t take one rupee or two rupee. I am sure the boy has already earned around 150 rupees. My day’s earning is -10 rupees. I have to toil for next 9 hours to make 300 rupees. By that time the boy will make around 1000 rupees. Now why I did I give the money? I didn’t want to spoil my day through remorse. And I don’t have the strength to say a harsh and big ‘NO’!!! The boy knows this. Not this boy but a whole lot of people know this. They have glorified begging and have made it a profession. It is also a burgeoning i