Poverty !! I didn't made a choice

A little sun,
A little moon

                               

Is enough for someone,

Who loves to bloom.

He has the courage to fight                             
As poverty, is not his birthright.

Bata ki chappale bahut acchi Hoti hain,thori mahngi hoti hai,papa ne birthday pe gift kiya tha . 

Dekho 2 saal se pehen Raha hoon Abhi tak nai tooti, Han do Baar tooti thi ,mummy ne silwa diya.

Dekho how new it looks.

As he finished, everybody started laughing .

Eww, who does wear that stinky chappal.

If you have to play with us , you have to come in crocs or shoes.

Mummy kept asking him, why don't you go out and play with those kids, he kept making excuses of homework and all ,one day after being humiliated again in school bus ,he lost his calm and started crying. He narrated all the incidents, how inferior he is made to feel everyday.

How, he is loosing his confidence everyday. How he finds it difficult to mix with the kids in school.

They always have a story of vacation ,flight ,restaurant, birthday party etc, and he laughs with them, to hide his sorrow. He told her mother how once asked about the name of flight he is going ,he abruptly told  Narendra  Modi flight and everybody laughed .

He told her, how he  does not need any of these thing but they make him feel that he is poor that's why he does not have such things.

"Are we poor maa?"  He looked at her mother and asked. Her mother  paused and again said with a smile "No...

I don't feel so??"

He was merely in STD 3 , and this life was looking so harsh for him.

His mother consoled him and asked does any of them have Pinky mausi, Suraj chacha or Pyari dadi?

His eyes started to shine and he shouted, ya I have all of them , I am more richer .He forgot his sorrow and started playing with her sister.

She consoled him by words but couldn't pacify her grief. She was feeling so restless and miserable as she can't help his child from going through all these thing.

Only one thing kept haunting her mind.

If they are poor, Is it there fault?

They have not made a choice of being born in a poor family.

Is it the only criterion to judge our character.

Why they are always assumed to be needy and miserable.

She remembered, how one's 3rd floor wali Mehta family invited everyone for puja at home.

She went there with her 3 year old daughter. They were vary rich people of society. She didn't want to go, but her husband insisted you should go and try to mix up with them.

As puja was finished ,she took prashad and came back home.

She remember, how during puja everyone was only talking about new jewellery collection,sari ,kitty and children extra activities classes.

She kept listening to them and smiled sometime.

Her daughter was looking anxious watching so many toys and other children playing with them.

She tried to keep her away with them, but she started crying, other ladies insisted her to let her play with other kids.

As she came home ,next morning Mehta aunty came to her door, "Lata can you come out for a sec." She was worried , she came out. Mehta Aunty started saying Don't mind lata as you know these kids, if they don't have it, they stole it. Sometime why don't you purchase new toys to your kids. See na ,I purchased an expensive doll to Tuktuk it's missing today and she is crying for the same. Hope you remember your child playing with doll in my house yesterday.

Ya aunty,I  do remember !

Good,can you please check if it's in your house

She was shocked!!

What the hell you are speaking. Please aunty ,have you seen her taking, how can you blame someone.

Thank you for invitation, next time please pardon me from any celebration.

She was about to  shut the door than aunty said, by the way your curtain looks very poor why don't you wash or change sometime.

She shut the door and sat on the sofa. Out of anger and disgust she was sweating so much. Her anger was on peak. She took a glass of water and thought for a while.

Her daughter was playing in bedroom. She went to her and asked gently do you want that big doll you were playing yesterday. She said yaaa!!

Ok tell me who has taken the doll ,Harsh ,Chaya or Ankur . Those were other kid playing that day.

Yaa mummy Harsh took that doll from me, he was telling he will take that home.

Good girl,I will buy you that one soon.

Harsh was again an affluent family child of my daughter age living in same floor where Mehta aunty lived.

She took a sticky note,and wrote please visit your neighbor house someday, may be you will get your doll.

She knew, If she would have been rich it would be named borrowed but as she is poor , she is labelled as intentional thief.

Why money is only a criterion to judge a persons character?

Why they always find a reason to mock me and my children?

Why I am labelled with the brand I use. They are no more worried about my caste, my education ,my achievements.

The only thing that matters is money. 

Money is never stable ,she keeps on running.

You never know ,when you have and when you don't. What matters is pure heart which they don't have.

They spend lakhs on a vacation to find happiness, thank God we have it in abundance at our sweet home.