Each one’s choice
Last week my chikka thatha(granddad’s younger brother) left this world for a better place.
He got a full-page obituary and he was neither a politician nor a business tycoon. He was a grama-sevak. A social worker in the true sense. Now I asked myself, how many of us are really headed down that path. How many can get a page full obituary by people whose lives they truly touched.
As things stand, I doubt there are many, if not any at all. But we have a long way to go, don’t we?
Slightly divulging from my topic, do you happen to know the price of a kilogram of rice? Or dal maybe? I didn’t! Do you know the price to get into one of the new year parties in town? Maybe you have faint idea… say around 500 bucks at the minimum?
I found out that a kilogram of rice and dal costs in total 100 rupees. And that can feed about 15 people. So 500 rupees can easily be the meal of 75!! Seventy Five!
God created all of us equal but for a few he created greater challenges and larger obstacles. It sends down a chill down my spine every time I think of physically challenged. There are many who have no means to earn a living, many who cannot see what we see. These unfortunate ones may probably have to go to sleep with an empty stomach on new year’s eve.
So this Christmas and New Year’s go out there and have fun with your friends and family , but at the same time be the reason for putting a smile on the face of a complete stranger by filling his tummy. Be the reason for making that person’s life better.
Thanks for listening.