When you sit on your nice rounded bums, you must feel comfortable and official. That is how comfortable we are with our basic rights…as long it is not reflected upon us as a luxury we could have been doing without like scores and scores of other people in our midst. That is when reality strikes us between our eyes and we feel shattered by it. Time to give? Give away how much and till how long and how will that heal us except by making us feel helpless by the scores coming and gathering around us asking for more from us. In this process we get more shattered and hopeless in our outlook, almost till we beg and become one of them.