Diwali...

Ever seen Diwali through an eye of a poor man's kid? I remember his festive days, the days that taught him the difference between rich and poor.
On a diwali night, sitting on the terrace he'd be spotting crackers go off in the distant horizon. Pointing them to his mommy... See Mommy... that was a Parachute! Then next moment he'll ask... Mommy... Can I have one like that? Now what!
Did mommy get him one? No!... But she gave an explaination that still lingers in his ears.
She said...
Son, bursting crackers is just like making a pile of money and setting 'em on fire. This was good enough... He understood. At that tender age, life had taught him the value of money. He never asked again, but... why did only that poor kid have to sacrifice? Why don't all moms give the same lesson to their kids. Why can't all kids have fun?

This Diwali, get him some crackers, may be pair of new clothes. Do your bit friends, make him feel happy.