Why do we need to care about the rich-poor gap? Why should we bother, sitting in our air-conditioned, beautifully furnished houses, that there are people out there who do not have even their most basic human needs satisfied?

For some people it may seem normal that by working harder, they deserve to be paid more. In essence, it is indeed so. I agree, it may seem unfair. But we should not forget that nobody can choose his country, parents, or living conditions. Nobody can shape his own destiny from the first year of his life. Our parents have to do that for us. And not everyone has that privlege - or has this privilige turned into an obstacle.

That is why we should not turn our backs to the problem. It could easily be any one of us. Eveyone can feel like a wanderer, searching for something or somebody. Some people get a chance to reach safe land again. And others have no harbor at all.

I dedicate this post to The Others. They are those “subjects” that invade our spotless blue horizon, remind us of their existance, of their misery and dirt. And one day, when they leave this world, nobody will ever know. There are no grieving relatives. Nobody feels their absence. Nobody remembers they ever existed. They die in silence, leaving only the silver dust of a tortured soul to remind us… that we should have cared, that we should have acted.

We do not know their names. And sometimes we just act as if we haven’t noticed them. Becuase for you, your world is more important then the world of the others. It’s not your fault, you think… I wonder, if everybody got a chance to switch bodies with one of those people for a day, would the world be a better place? I wish I knew… But it is not that simple. In fact, when there are people involved, it is never simple. “The human heart is a line, whereas mine is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the right place at the tight time. The consequence of this is that I’m always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. ” (narrated by Death in Markus Zusak’s novel “The Book Thief”).

People deserve respect. And my post goes to all the kids who never eat candy, to the people who never pay for heating because the only thing that warms them is their bare skin, and to those who suffer daily.

And none of them will ever know that I care. Simply because they don’t have computers. And because I still don’t have what it needs to make an impact. But some of you do… Will YOU make a difference?