Perspective

Hello there...it is my first time to write something in Wattpad after using it about almost four years as a reading app ...(* Nervous laugh*)

English is not my first laguage so there are plenty of grammatical mistakes.I apologize for those mistakes . I'd like to hear about your thoughts on this incident.....it's ok if you have no thoughts regarding this...

And yes it is a real story.....

Anyway....a big thank you for stopping by and decided to take a look !!

                  

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It happened a few years back I don't remember exactly , like one or two years back.I went for a competitive examination with my father . After exam I had to travel by train . It takes almost 5 hrs to reach my home. After exam, when I finally found my seat, I was hungry plus exhausted .At that time I only felt like sleeping. Then after sometime , there came a man and sat opposite to me. I noticed his clothes were torn and his white shirt almost looked like grey (with mud may be) .He looked like he didn't take a shower and also didn't get to eat for several days. At that time, I was hungry so I went for my only packet of britannia cake after washing my hands . When I was opening it then I quickly took a glance at him and saw him looking at it. I took out about 7 pieces and gave it to him. I had shared my food before but I haven't seen anyone to eat that hungrily and happily. Seeing him like that I offered 3  more pieces and also gave my water bottle to him. At that time I just thought he needed it more than me. I forgot that I was hungry by seeing him eating .Don't get me wrong and NO....I was not disgusted by him....I just cannot describe my feeling at that time. I was feeling happy and sad at a time . I felt happy seeing him eat the cakes eagerly, like I felt satisfied but that was washed way quickly when i thought about his next meal. Various questions crossed my mind.....like....."When will be his next meal ?", "Will he able to get a proper meal , which can fill his stomach ?". I knew nothing about him . But I wanted to do something to help him . After he finished his meal , he stood up and walked out from the seat . I ate the remaining 4 pieces. It didn't fill my stomach but I felt content.

I reached my home at about 9 pm but all the way my mind was floating with various thought. I thought about life with different perspective. Some people works so hard just to get a proper meal.The one who have children ,they  also wants their children to become successful one day , but due to poverty they can hardly efford their essentials. By thinking about their life , it get me thinking if I can do something to help them ...so that there are no longer poverty in the world ....so that all people can atleast eat proper meals 3 times a day...but I also know it's impossible.

It may be a small incident but I will never forget it. I still remember his eyes when I offered him cake ..how his hands eagerly grabbed the food. By thinking about their life, it makes me want to work harder for my goal.

I belong to a lower middle class family but at that moment I felt so lucky compared to them. Atleast I have a roof above my head , a proper meal to fill my stomach and clothes for needs.

Our parents works hard everyday so that they can give us a better life and a proper education. We should also work hard to fulfill our dreams and also to become a better human being . By these they will feel that their hard works paid off.

And again it's just my perspective......