Poetic Justice!


Look at the scenic views out of the windows. Through the leaflets appears the warmth of the rose. 
 
I stare on and on. The roads are wet. The sky is authentic, like the best quality jeans available in the market. Such, is the natural attire that waves in the sky in the power of a Lion; energetic, and lively!

The girls walk towards the college gates, while the boys wilful to befriend the girls follow them. 
 
Says a girl out of the duo,

You boys won't be able to afford friends as rich as us. So go other side, and play bat and ball.”
Boys silent and upset on hearing the duo. Boys stop and change their roads from the ones taken by the two girls.

One of the boys got back to follow the girls, and spoke open to them in this way; “You girls who say, we play bat and ball, know it what it is to play golf?”

The other girl replies, “yes; riches afford that and not you Mr.Torn Cloth.”

The boy could sense sheer embarrassment over the said words; and in reply he had said; “You little girl, you Poor girl. You know not, we can play golf with a bat and ball. You can't play cricket with a golf racket.”
The duo gave an ugly stare and whispered to one another.

Let's not talk to them or we'll be like them. Let's maintain our standards, like a Gem.”

Walking across the road the other boys ran after the rainbows in the holy skies. As if they had planned to catch them all by themselves in merriment, what an ecstasy it was. After all they had figured the perfect rainbow in the seamless sky.

The duo, girl friends find the place so muddy and fear their fall in the Bog.
 
They seek help of the Riches, and no one is seen. They must be travelling in their cars, in bad weather according to them.

The girls were looking for a way out through the muddy street now.
One girl calls for help from the boys, who are still in the vicinity. They were called this time with compassion, and with values coming up from nowhere. Oh well, was it compassion really; there was a lot to wonder and be surprised at their change of expression in the next moment.

Hey, dear. Please pick upon your parked bike in the cantonment and bring it for us, two. So, we can pass over this muddy area.”

The boy who was thrashed by bitter words earlier, felt it better to let go of people who were selfish all the way more. The boys left the girls and after trying to pass the road, one of the two fell in the mud; only to let the dirt drench her stylish clothes.

Poor girls, we are.” Replied the girl in agony of her situation. Her friend agreed to what she had said and pointed at. “The boys had come to tell us that the road towards the college gate was not in appropriate condition. As we misled their softness to a desperation, and we paid its price.”

The girls confessed in the end on how wrong they did and were silently understanding the Rich Thoughts of the boys.


------- Moral: Don't judge people merely from how they dress up. Peek into their hearts, to know if they really do care or not.


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