Once again, reality kicks in.
Once in a while, we read or hear horror stories that have nothing to do with a ghost or lost souls, and it would haunt us just as much, if not more.
We often forget how lucky we are in whatever we have, no matter how little. Children go hungry, people sleep on cold concrete, without a roof over their heads. Others can’t even read the alphabet. Yet, we incessantly complain about what we have or do not have. We forget to appreciate our blessings and how lucky we are in so many ways.
Others would die for a morsel of bread; we waste them. Children in our countries have not even seen nor tasted clean water, yet, we use it without care. Other people have no idea what electricity is, but we use it as if there is an endless supply.
It’s time we realize how better off we are and how, perhaps, mundane our problems are. Just think about this—you can read this post. That, in itself, is something to be truly grateful for. Maybe you do not have a smartphone but you still have a laptop/computer, which means you are still ahead in terms of technology and what the 21st century has to offer. Whereas, millions of people are still struggling to have three meals a day. Think about that.
The short article below will help open the eyes of many to not waste food and to teach a thing or two about compassion because only when you are compassionate that can you actually lend a helping hand and be grateful for what you have.
If you have a similar experience, please share it with us.
Hunger: The eye opener
Being raised in an upper middle-class family, I had heard of poverty and hunger but had never seen or experienced it at any point in my life. Till that unusual day.
I boarded the train at Villivakkam and as usual, the ladies compartment was bursting with people… Standing in front of me was a lady who seemed like a daily wage worker. She was carrying an infant in her arms, while holding on to two of her other children. As the train chugged along the tracks, the baby in her arms started to wail, much to other passengers’ annoyance.
When I looked closely, to my horror, I found that she wasn’t feeding the baby milk or a food item, but it was a piece of brick. Yes, red brick… I noticed that the baby was ravenously licking at the brick and had stopped crying, as if it was used to doing so.
I reached out and handed her the packet of biscuits…That day, I realised what hunger really is and what it does to human life… I know I cannot feed every hungry child in this world, neither can I promise four square meals to every nursing mother, but I know that if I stop wasting food, someone, somewhere will get that morsel.
–by Jayashree Subramaniam
To read the entire article, go to The Times of India.