This is a story that it aches to put down. And I've been putting off writing it.
As we were walking to the beach Sasi asked what that scooter with a box on it was. Sruthi told him its 'pijja'. I asked her what pijja was and she said it comes on TV. She explained that its bread with something sticky on it and cut raw vegetables and. She said it is very costly and it is not for 'us'.
When the rich, in a country of deep disparities, indulge in excesses, it creates desire, envy, a deeper sense of poverty. It leads to petty theft and loss of dignity. It hurts many many children, and leaves them feeling inadequate.
Each of our actions and choices has repurcussions - and it needs honesty and sensitivity and intelligence to seek and understand these.
Literature which points out how obesity has become a problem among pizza eating children; show them research which shows that pizza bread of maida ( fine wheat flour ) is much less nutritious than whole grain bread they eat. No point in wallowing in sorrow when it is actually very good that children don't consume pizza