When fate strikes you a fatal blow, even your own shadow abandons you. The very near and dear ones, whom you had loved and cherished all your life, without any pre-conditions and had done all in your power and were always prepared to sacrifice all you had got, even without asking and above all never expecting anything in return, disappear from the face of the earth. It gives you the most debilitating tremor of your life when fate strikes you a fatal blow, to find that it is the same very people, you had trusted most, who refuse to recognize you and quickly cross the road when they see you coming. By the time one realises the ways of this egotistic world, it could well be too late. It is an utterly selfish, brutally cruel and unbelievably an unforgiving world; they all worship the rising sun they say but when the sun of your life is setting, your very own so called near and dear ones run as fast and as far away from you as they possibly can. They wouldn't even bother to find the feeblest excuses to justify their extremely mean and utterly selfish actions to you, they would just look the other way pretending that they never seen you in the whole of their selfish lives. The fatal blows of fate could stun you like lightening and you could be left penniless, hopeless and without any so called near and dear ones who had been swearing by their lives, their categorical love and loyalty to you. When calamities befall you, whatever you had done for them in the past makes no difference whatsoever; if you are of no use to them now and in the future, this utterly selfish world does not want to know you anymore. The parody of it all is that the mean and the selfish world would feel not an iota of shame for their actions when they ignore somebody who is of no use to them anymore, even though that person had always been prepared to give everything s/he had got without any pre-conditions. The paralysis is so severe that you feel like being thrown into the darkest corner of the earth, not knowing which way to turn. In fact, you feel like a blind man without their dog to guide them. It is very difficult, if not outright impossible, to explain the experience, as it is only the person who has gone through this living hell, knows the feeling.In this story, Arthur brutally threw away his baby brother, John, and their frail and elderly mother, Anne, on the road, with just the clothes on their backs. Arthur selfishly confiscated all the family wealth and on the advice of his utterly mean, extremely greedy and brutally cruel wife, Sheila, expelled from their family home, his baby brother and frail old mother, for the sole reason that they did not want to spend a single penny on them. Instead they wanted to spend all they had got on their son, Andy, to make him reach the pinnacles of glory. They sent Andy to the most elite University in the country but unfortunately Andy got into bad company at the university and started drinking heavily and then was caught, like a silly fish, again and again in the net of a drugs dealer. Andy drained away all the family wealth and reduced his parents to paupers who ended up on the road, just as they had done to their own frail and elderly mother and their baby brother, John.When the utterly mean and the extremely selfish people themselves ended up on the road, they did not feel an iota of shame going to their very brother, John, whom they had thrown on the road with nothing but the clothes on his back, asking for alms to be put in their empty begging bowl. They heard that their younger brother, John, was doing rather very well now and unashamedly hoped that as soon as he sees them, he would come running to embrace them and generously give them whatever they asked for. With great hopes and sweet dreams, they went to him begging for help. John could never forget and forgive what his own elder brother, upon whom he had looked upon as his guardian, had cruelly done to him.