Just a couple of days earlier, I was out celebrating our 4th engagement anniversary with Mr. Husband. We both love new places and make it a point to tick off swanky restaurants in our to-visit lists, each time we are out on a date. We indulge in ourselves and that is quality time for us. Happy moments.
But when I ponder over things and look at people struggling to even have a proper meal in a day, let alone a luxurious one, guilt takes no time to creep into me. I feel guilty for leaving food incomplete in my plate because I was so full that my tummy would not be able to further accommodate even a grain of rice. That makes me wonder, these half naked children on streets, must they have even once experienced what a full tummy is like?! The things that we are blessed with, daily, are so easily taken for granted by us. Sigh! Only if we could know that the basic dal rice we crib about at home, are luxuries for many out there!
Mr. Husband makes me understand many times that both of these things are not to be related since we work hard for the luxuries we enjoy. It is not wrong to sympathize with the lesser fortunate ones and help them in any way we can, but to compare and feel guilty for the life you live, demeans the fun you have. I try a lot but still the guilty me keeps on re-appearing and making me feel wretched. We never feel embarrassed to ask for the parcel of leftover food we have, how much ever ‘fancy’ the restaurant is! Rather than going down the drain, we would prefer that it fills up the stomach of the less fortunate.
My thought train sometimes takes me to station where I keep on thinking, how can a person care about education, hygiene and other absolutely necessary things when they are even deprived of a basic meal. The rich and poor divide in our country is too vast even to be measured. Somewhere there are people changing their cars and buying new houses like it is routine to them and just down the lane a weeping mother is feeding stories to her child to put him to sleep since she does not have a grain to feed him.
The only way to eliminate this poverty is to provide education to the children so that they can earn a livelihood for themselves and stop the vicious circle. And these poor parents need some motivation to send their children to school. Education is not a motivation enough, since empty stomachs do not guarantee the understanding of education. Meals provided to their children in schools may push such parents to make their children learn, since they will be at least contended with the fact that the child will not sleep hungry, after all!
You can read more about this initiative here, and blog about the theme to make a teeny weeny difference.