Sorrow redefined!

With my Christmas fever soaring down, I could stop myself from thinking about this incident, so I finally decided to write about it.
Visiting a happy place which is completely Christmasy, was indeed a delight! With friends, food, and fun…overall my Christmas was exciting! The enthusiastic streets full of balloons and tiaras, the scintillating people all adorning it…I could not resist myself from buying a balloon! Yes the little kid in me still craves for all those things!
I was actually happy like a tiny tot for having that balloon! Walking a few meters from there, came a little girl in trashed clothes and with a puppy face asked me if she could have that balloon. As much as I wanted it, I also wanted her to have it …and without a second’s delay I gave it to her. My friends thought that it was indeed stupid of me to give away her the balloon since she will be selling it somewhere again! They made complete sense but my heart didn’t want to believe it. And it happened exactly as they said we saw her selling the same balloon. Yes, I was stupid because she manipulated me. But more importantly…I was sad!
For that 3-year-old, getting that balloon was a big deal…not because she could play with it. But because she could earn some money again for her family or whoever. I understand that it is completely wrong; these kids are trained to trick people emotionally into doing this. But all this is so upsetting. Writing blogs and articles wouldn’t help! But the thought that, the definitions of happiness for a 3-year- old and 23-years-old are reversed is slightly frightening!

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  1. ValentineleoDecember 26, 2016 at 12:52 PM

    Such are the moments that make you deeply think about society.
    Very nicely narrated, keep writing :)

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