The man lying on the pavement in tattered cloths was the same man, who, once lived like a king, was worshiped like god by his disciples, who foolishly believed in his magic tricks, smooth talks and false promises, hoped that with his super power he will help them get money, power and success without any hard work.
He took advantage of their laziness, greed and stupidity, made enough money, acquired enough power to think him above law till one day, when he molested a minor girl, who was brought to him by her poor parents for some treatment, in the hope that he will cure her with some prayers.
He was caught as the girl and her parents complained to police, though he feigned innocence no one believed him this time and the same people who have put him on the high pedestal were after his blood, realizing the seriousness of the situation he absconded in tattered clothes to disguise himself, praying not to be recognized as he knew nothing is worse than mobs furry.
When he could run no more, hungry and tired he fell down and lost his consciousness, lying there he was getting sympathy from people who did not know his real identity but was he human, worthy of their pity?
Who was to be blamed, people who gave him the chance to cheat themselves or the fake god man who took advantage of their greed and cheated them?