Even such people exists in our society!!!

In a country like India, where people are known for their hospitality and welcoming guests with a big smile, it is surprising to encounter a few who are heartless and do not know how to welcome a guest—or at the very least, refrain from insulting them. I know I can’t expect everyone to be sweet and nice to me, but in our country, shouldn’t we expect basic self-respect and courtesy?

It was a real insult and a terrible experience today when I went to meet someone for a good cause, only to be treated poorly by an educated illiterate woman! Yes, I would call her an educated illiterate! Do they ever learn hospitality in their lives?

A gentleman invited us in, only for a lady to start shouting at the top of her voice, telling us to get out—displaying her frustration and anger toward someone completely new to her! I truly pity her. She is the perfect example of how a woman should not behave. Despite being educated, there are still people like her in this world. I sincerely hope she is put in a similar situation one day and realizes how painful it is to be treated that way.

We can’t expect kind-hearted souls everywhere, and today I learned how people's mentality can change. There are poor souls in our country who simply don’t know how to respect others! Wealth and education mean nothing if they don’t treat people with respect and kindness.

Originally posted on 29-March-2015

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