I am amazed by the versatility of the mother earth. There are billions of people and billions of their types.
I was out on morning walk. I saw a girl. Probably in her twenties. She was also out for a walk. She was running along the footpath with earphones in her ears. Everything that she wore was branded. Shoes, track suit, even her phone that I saw in her hands was an I-phone. And behind her was a man running. He had a gun in his hands, probably her body guard. Boy, she was rich! She had everything she wanted.
I crossed through another man, in his fifties probably. He was on a bike, probably late for work. His bike seemed to be really old, or may be a second hand one as it made a lot of sound. Looked like another middle class man who sacrificed all the fun of his life by working day and night in his office to give his family a comfortable life. He crossed the rich girl that I had seen seconds ago. Well, the girl was busy in her own world. But the man couldn’t help but turn his head. It seemed to me that his head did not turn appraising the beauty of the girl. But it was because he saw that life in her that he wanted his children to live. His life was full of desires that he just couldn’t complete.
Then I saw a child, must be ten years of age. He had no clothes to cover himself. It was cold and he was sitting in a corner. His every bit of bone quivering. Maybe he lost his parents while he was really young. Or maybe he had a father who was a drunkard and a step mother who cared the least about him. Well, whatever his case might be, he seemed to be in intense pain. He was staring at everyone that passed him and at times, shed a tear. Oh! What a pity to see a boy like that.
And in the end I looked at myself. I remembered the girl, she was too rich. I stood nowhere next to her. But yet, my father seemed to be having everything he wanted and was satisfied by the lives we lead unlike that old man. And I lived a far better life than the kid did.
They say, the world is a small place. But no, it’s not that small. It is the home of people, good and bad, rich and poor, happy and sad. People that have desires, and those who can’t afford to.
