Two worlds

On the way to our team outing we went to see an unfinished house belonging to a colleague. The beautiful villa amidst many others cost him tons of money. His logic of investing a fortune in the house made sense. He wanted to move away from the madness of the city and stay in a gated community which had secured places for his son to play. The villa was exactly what he wanted. Although I cannot afford the house today it didn’t stop me from imagining what it would be to own such a big and beautiful house. With that thought I left the place.

On my way back from office I stopped to collect my clothes from the ironing lady. I saw Shruti, the lady's daughter crying hysterically. On inquiring I got to know that Shruti wanted to go and play in the nearby park but her mother wanted her to fold the ironed clothes. The lady was running behind schedule in delivering her daily orders. Nevertheless Shruti was not relenting and was busy sulking and crying in the corner. Unable to help either of them I left.

My thoughts earlier in the day came flooding back. On one side I knew a person who was buying a house with playgrounds et al. for his son to have a secured playing experience. On another side was a mother who couldn't let her kid play in a municipal park because she needed help to complete her work which would earn them their dinner. We sure live in a divided world! By the time I slept I was too thankful for all that I had.