begging = meals, or not!

problem with sad stories is that they bring you too close to the reality. sometimes life is great fun, even if for not a huge amount of time. you get involved in the merry making and then you realize that, for example, all the crackers that you blew were made by some poor kid in south india which were ruining his hands and life for probably half complete two meals.

but now you are back to the dilemma. now that the crackers are gone, do you keep burning the crackers and hope that the kid at least gets the two half-meals or abhor the crackers and save his hands while probably risk his legs which might be cut by the devil who wants him to look as miserable as possible while making him a genuine beggar.