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I was going through my blogs yesterday and felt that most of them were laced with a tinge of frustration, acerbity and pathos. I wont say I regret it, but I wont say I intend them to be either. Its just that they come out this way.

Well I started writing this blog yesterday and half way through I had a writer's block ;). Then I decided to change the topic I was writing on. I changed track and decided to write about an incident that had happened when I was a kid, that affected me very deeply and continues to affect me to this day.

I hail from a small town and whenever my parents got some time for themselves we used to go to a nearby city to shop, eat and what not. We were the regular patrons of a restaurant and we even had our standard menu to order. It was one such day that the incident I mentioned occurred. We had not yet started eating. The person who came to clean our table was a small kid who was roughly of the same age as me.

There I was sitting like a pompous idiot in between my parents and in front of me was the kid in rags with lines of weariness etched on his face. I could tell that he had had a long day.For an instant our eyes met and I saw this deep longing on his eyes. For the first time, on that day, I felt ashamed and embarassed for being so privileged and well taken care of. I felt that I would have gladly swapped places with him-anything to quell the rising feeling of guilt within me.

I was young when this happened and I could not even begin to express my feelings to my parents. When I was old enough I asked my parents why life was so unfair. They told me that, that was the way life ran. Life moves on and so do people. I still wonder about life's prejudice-why it treats somebody so well and leaves some others to die in the streets.I have tried to reason this out rationally, logically and practically, but without any success.

So I keep telling myself that, I, in my own small way will contribute to set the scales right. I don't know how Iam going to accomplish this but I have this gut feeling that I will do it somehow-in my own small way.