Pratik Rimal

"The charm of mortal life, since her arrival has been joy, thoughts and longing of togetherness...a wish to be always behind her and protect her...maybe life after all gives us a second chance. And with your arrival, I now indeed believe that it sincerely does for our heavenly father cannot be heartless, as he instilled us with hearts of love, trust, faith, compassion and joy! .....

......Time tickles in joy and passes with a melancholic song. The hollow cry of penetrable sounds from the wild beasts underneath the moonlight alerts me of your hopeful
presence...and I am waiting..."

(extracted from: Stars Fall Down)



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Ever since I first started to write my first poem and article, I've loved to write. I continue to learn to write. In doing so, I let my feelings, thoughts, and emotions run wild and let people know what I intend to say, what I want to say. For me, writing is a creative expression to express what we never can say by speaking... Your readings and feedback are always important to me. Therefore, I wish that you'd write to me. My email address: pratik.rimal@hotmail.com Cell: +977-98511-42610

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

On Rich and Poor

A rich isn’t born rich, but a poor is born poor. The world since the first human settlement has been divided into this very group; one the employer, the other, working class hero.

Amongst the children born in wealthy families, I’ve seen a number of cases of misconceptions, the major being that they are rich or wealthy, which in fact, they are not. I refute this form of perception. I firmly hold the opinion that they aren’t rich, but with sheer luck of being born to rich parents became one. What if they were born to the poor? Therefore, indeed, they are but just the children of rich parents.

There is a huge difference between being rich and being the children of the rich. The former came to their position with their toil, while the latter, as stated above were, by chance born to the parents who on their hardship became rich.

With several encounters with the children of rich, I have come to know how majority think. First of all, they take everything for granted, which once again, they aren’t entitled for. Having being brought up where all their wants are fulfilled the moment they ask for, they consequently lack what real life seeks for: compromise and hard work.

Unlike the poor, they haven’t have had to compromise on their wants. You ask for it, and you get it; as if you fully deserve what you ask for. Consequently, they lack dedication to work, hard working, and self-earning. As a result of this, they believe life is easy. However, they do not know how hard it is, how strong ill-fate torments other people, and so forth.

I ask them not to display the wealth of their parents. It is not yours. It is theirs. I ask you to go, fill the vacancy posts with out source to get a job, earn and then show your money, no matter how small it be, because it is yours. You earned it with your labor. Your money deserves your pride. Only then will you know what life is: of hardship and struggle, dropping off your job applications, earning, saving and compromising your needs for the ones you love.

I lean to the poor because although I come from a middle class family, I undoubtedly can relate to them. They have everything which children of the rich, most of the time tend to lack. The major is the real glimpse of life, despite the fact that they have a more pessimistic approach to it. They have grown in hardships and compromises. Since they know the hardships, unlike the rich, they aren’t scared of it. After all, it isn’t the first time they are facing it. They never give up. However, the children of the rich, on the first sight are scared and thence surrender. My poor friends, wealth doesn’t make someone rich. Wealth comes and goes. Your wealth is your life that you live with dignity, self-respect and self-esteem. It is a misconception that only the rich have these qualities.

Rather than believing, “end of the beginning,” I opt for “beginning of the end.” With this belief, I support the poor. The beginning of their end is the crumbling poverty to the rise of prosperity. Charles Dickens was never wrong when he said “survival of the fittest.” Yes, only those rise who are not just fit, but the fittest in terms of mind, body and soul. Remember, a lotus is born in dirt and swamp!

The eight Oscar winning movie of 2008, Slumdog Millionaire just proves the beginning of the end of poverty. In it, a guy from the slums wins millions. Of course, one could criticize the movie as being far-fetched, detached from the reality, a fairy tale, like Salman Rushdie does, but I see the possibility. “Why? Can’t a poor be wealthy?” I ask. “where has it been written that only the rich will be rich, while the poor will always dwell in poverty?” Like the poor who has a chance of being rich, the rich also has an equal possibility of being poor. After all, it takes a minute for life to turn topsy-turvy.

Therefore, I ask to you, the children of the rich to wake up. You’re parents property aren’t rightfully yours. You’re not rich. You are, once again, I repeat, the children of the rich. I urge you to learn the reality of life. “You go, get a job, save, earn, compromise and be rich.” Only then say with pride that you are rich, because you’re earned it, and therefore deserve it. Then will I finally be content and convinced. However, until then…you’re just the children who were luckily born to the people of rich.

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