Why do you Hate Me????

Hi Folks..I was pretty much mixed up thinking what should my first article be. Then this small incident came to my mind that occurred while I was traveling to a friend's place. Some of you might complain that the write-up is incomplete but that's what I want it to be. I want you people to complete it by thinking over it and then giving your feedback.
I would dedicate my first article to all the female friends I have.
It was the month of March, most probably. The winters were just over and the summers were peeping in. I was to visit Kanpur to attend a marriage ceremony at my friend's place. I reached Kanpur from Varanasi by bus. Then I had to take an auto rickshaw to reach to my friend's place. Well something about Kanpur, all the people had the same accent that my friend had (might be the other way around) which had a sense of "Gundapan" and "Mauj". I started hearing the words like "Topa", "Mauj" in a typical way very similar to my friend.
Then I took a shared auto rickshaw to reach to the place my friend told me to be. It had hardly crawled few meters when a hand waved and it stopped for more passengers till it got overloaded. Thats the way shared auto rickshaw run in Uttar Pradesh, if not in the entire country. A couple they were and they sat on the seats directly opposite to me. They seemed to be from village or a rural area as suggested by their outfit. They had a couple of kids both seemingly boys. They were dressed as boys(t-shirts and half-pants) and seemed to be of equal age or might have difference of a year. One of them got a cozy seat at the mother's lap and the other kept standing. After a couple of minutes the kid who was standing tilted towards the father hoping some rest. The father gave the kid a sharp blow on the head and pushed away. The kid repeated the mistake and this time the father was fierce. He slapped the kid and started shouting over the mother calling her words. The mother in turn gave the child blows and called her words too severe for a child. I was amazed. The child didn't weep but stood expressionless as it was a regular phenomenon .The child seemed to be too familiar with the treatment to react over it. I was angry over the couple but didn't think it appropriate to react but I couldn't understand the reason.

Then I reached the place where I had to get down. I called the auto wala to stop and while I was getting down, suddenly my eyes fell on the feet of the child who was standing and was getting the treatment from the parents. She was wearing a payal in her feet.
I got down and walked to the place where my friend had come to collect me. I had got my answers....