By: Sana Zainab
She was holding five bottles of soft drinks in her hand.
“whats this?” I asked.
“42 rupees, I need one more.” She replied. “I’m not getting it.” I was asking about bottles & she was telling about money.
“The cafe staff pays 7 rupees per bottle… So, for these 5 bottles, they will pay 42 rupees ….. but I need one more bottle.” She told me with a smile.
I remembered, we usually did n’t return the bottles to cafe staff, & leave them where ever we sit. It might be either our laziness or not importance of 7 rupees which they charge extra for a bottle.
“Oh my God… I will pay you 7 rupees for that bottle, now leave this search & help me out in making assignment.” I thought her so idiot.
She smiled, gave them on counter & came with me. We started discussion about the hectic assignment of economics.
“Yeah” She said when she got another bottle near our bench.
“Huh.” I did n’t like it that my friend was doing such a stupid thing.
“You know.. pocket money is not enough to buy notes & for fare as well. But it could be managed by these empty bottles.” She explained with a panic smile when she saw my frowned face, tears could be seen in her sparkling eyes.
I was shocked, I spent much money on many stupid things… in buying too many nail polishes, perfumes, mobile cards, parlour, matching accessories, dressing, fast food, cd’s. But I could neither imagine the value of money nor the financial position of my beloved fellows.
Yeah.. instantly, I realized that eighty percent of our people are hardly getting food.. I always blamed the government for the poverty.But I was also living a luxurious life. That was the time when I slapped myself for being such a selfish person. After that I could n’t help her out due to her self respect but we collected bottles together from lawns, class rooms, corridors…
Now I really care… Do you?