One world has waves, the sun and the moon charming them, all sorts of material comforts waiting for them ... they will shape my future ... take me to the zenith without leaving the horizons. I have faith in them and I know they will do it. I depend on them ... for making me proud of myself and making me an exemplary planet to look upon for socio-economic super power which has both progress and traditions imbibed in its glorious crown.

And the other world has a dull, gloomy existence ... the sky for them bears a grey cover, no hopes bloom in their eyes, no merriment blinks on their faces, life is just about survival for them, the sun for them doesnot bring warmth but roasts their heads with its scorching heat, from the day they take birth they are considered to be a blot on the civilized world, clouds of uncertainty surround their minds and souls, the future they look for has only one aim and that is the fight for survival, they dream about just one thing, just two square meals which would bring them on cloud 9, but for many of them that dream is also just a looming mirage, working tirelessly day and night in furnaces, in factories, in shops and sometimes indulged in petty thieving and begging, is it what they are born for ??? Do not they have a right to feel secure about their future ???  Is it some other Mr. God who has made them and given them this subdued and lob sided existence. Are they the children of lesser god ???