
Vidhya and Vimal were married for 6 years now and were blessed with a son 'Sailesh' and daughter 'Janani'. Vidhya resigned her job as software professional to take care of the two kids. Vimal was a young man working as a software architect for a top IT firm. His recent promotion in spite of the economy recession and job cut downs was a feather in his cap.
I was waiting outside the play area to pick up my daughter. I had purposely left my Blackberry at home. My happiness was boundless to look at Janani play with other tiny tots. I felt jealous of Vidhya because she was the one who drops and picks up the children from school, see them play, sing and paint. It was Janani's birthday and I had taken leave to celebrate the day with my daughter. I came to pick her up from the play school. As I was looking at her, she came running . "Pappa.... Are you on leave today?" Her face glowed with so much joy. "Yes dear. Daddy took a day's off to spend time with my little Janani". She was so happy that she kissed me and recited a list of things that she wants to do with me. I was so surprised to hear the little one having so many plans. I carried her to the car and fastened the seatbelt and started driving.
I felt that the climate of Bangalore had changed a lot since I first set foot on the land 12 years back. With rising pollution levels, global warming had taken its toll on the city's climate. The Garden city was slowly becoming Garden less city, because the atmosphere isn't much conducive for the plants to grow. We were nearing a junction, hoping to cross it before signal turns red. Unfortunately, it turned red and I switched off the engine as the LED display showed 3 Minutes before the next green signal. Janani was fidgeting with the chocolate wrapper, trying to rip it open.
Suddenly there was a girl with a baby, by the window. Begging for food. I was so worried about Janani's reaction. She simply opened the glass and gave the chocolate to that girl and closed the glass. The light turned green and we started. We never spoke anything till we reached home, as she was listening to one of her favorite rhymes CD and singing along merrily. I was enjoying her accent and her language. We had planned for a grand party that evening. Janani was watching one of her favorite show on Elephants in Animal Planet. I was blowing balloons for the party.
Then i thought i heard something. When I asked Vidhya if she said something, the reply was negative. Then I heard Janani mumbling something. I went to her and sat nearby. Her look was intriguing as i had never seen my girl like that before. "What was that girl doing?" She asked. I had no clue what she was talking about. I asked, "Which girl dear?". "With the baby. I gave my chocolate. That girl". I asked her to wait for a minute and returned back with a chocolate. "Here have it my sweetie" I gave her. She took it with a smile. When i was about to get back to the waiting balloons, she said "Why Pappa, they wear dirty clothes? Their mom didn't teach them to be clean?" I casually replied "No dear. They don't know about cleanliness because they don't go to school". "Why Pappa, she asked for food? Their mom don't know to cook?" Her questions were frightening me. I was not prepared to face them and she was still a kid. I was scared to explain the reality and expose her to the darker side of life.
"Hey Jaanu, Look at this lovely pink balloon. Come lets put some chocolates into it and when someone burst it, they'll get chocki rain" I was grinning at her. She asked "Who'll blow balloons for that girl's birthday?". I tried to change the topic. But no use. She was still dwelling on that scene. "Pappa, That girl smiled and thanked when i gave that chocolate. But Why Sailesh is not smiling even if you give big chocolate?" I couldn't evade her questions anymore. I sat beside her and told myself to answer her without hurting the young heart. "Dear, they are poor. They don't have money to buy food. So they smile and thank if we give food. But Sailesh doesn't know to be happy with what he gets because has gets so much to eat. If you give 5 star, he'll not smile because he wants dairy milk." She didn't stop with that. "Pappa, They don't have money? No car? No school?" I was helpless. Vidhya wasn't nearby. "No Jaanu. They are poor. I work in big office na, Their pappa have no work. So they have no money." She thought for few seconds and asked "Who'll give them food and dress?" I replied "People who have money, should help them dear". "Pappa, I want to give my birthday cake to poor. I cry if i'm hungry. That baby will also cry. Come pappa, lets give food to them". All of a sudden she jumped down the sofa and ran to Vidhya. Finally we convinced her by saying that I'll take her to the roadside settlements and distribute the cake to them.
The party went well and as promised early, we distributed cake and leftover food to the poor people. I was so happy that my daughter acquired the helping tendency which Sailesh lacked. I could see her face glow with happiness as we gave away the food to them. She learnt the Art of Giving on her 4th birthday. "Pappa, Wake up. We are almost there" I heard her voice. I realized that she isn't a kid anymore. She is a mother of two kids. It was Jaanu's 30th birthday and we had come to an orphanage to spend a day with them and Jaanu was sponsoring funds towards the education of three children in that orphanage. I was so proud to have got Janani as my dear daughter.