perceptions.
i encountered a little incident today at sarojini. its this place where people sell clothes and stuff, a place more for commoners. well, there were still beautiful people there. i realized indians are not afraid to have their photos taken, they POSE for you. no kidding.
so anyway, i was about to climb into the car, this kid from behind screamed at me, i got startled and tried to make a hasty entry into the car. the kid caught up with me, said something i coudnt quite figure out and reached out for my chest. i was holding on to my D200 and a bottle of pepsi, he touched my camera, i thought he was about to snatch my D200 away from me. my hands were already drawn, about to knock the teeth out of the kid. then he grabbed my pepsi and ran off, feeling as if he found gold at the end of a rainbow.
naturally, i was pissed, how could he snatch my drink and run off. thoughts were running through my mind like a train speeding towards the next station (well, if its any train thats speeding, dont think of the MRT please, it demeans the word “speed”). but then i began to sympathize the kid, no one wants to start out begging on the street. and to have to snatch someone else’s bottle of pepsi to taste how is it like, its really quite heart wrenching. im always going to enjoy my coke next time, because people out there have not tasted how is it like.
it just makes me want to get better in my finances even quicker, i have this notion that money i earn is to be used for the less fortunate. let us bring the world closer… the how God intended it to be.







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