Eid Mubarak

It's Eid in South Africa and most of the world tomorrow.
Eid is supposed to be the happiest day in one's life but I don't know why I feel so sad deep inside. Maybe it's because I care so much about humanity, mind my exaggeration. But I swear this Eid my heart goes out to all the poor people in the world, my sympathy is not just limited to muslims but to every human being. I write this post with a very heavy heart and can't thank Allah enough for His privileges and blessing upon a sinner and ungrateful person like me. I know what it feels like to sleep with an empty stomach.
I have naturally matured myself into betterment after the birth of my first born baby girl Zareen. I started caring more and more. I'm not alone anymore, there are lives attached with me now, I might sleep hungry but I would literary do anything to feed my family. One of the biggest rules in life I live by is that family be the first priority because wealth will leave even the kings but family stands by you till your last breath. Family turns a civilized person into a beast. That's why poverty is something to be afraid of, poverty can drive you to do things you have always avoided. At the end of the day, you want to see your family blessed and happy. Tomorrow there will thousands or perhaps millions of families that will not enjoy Eid as much as us because they are poor, they won't be buying new clothes and gifts for their children. Imagine a father looking into his children's innocent eyes and telling them silently that he is sorry for not providing what they truly deserve. It's nerve wrecking even to think of. That's why it's on us celebrate our Eid with them and make them feel special. Give them the happiness in form of spending time with them, giving gifts. See the joy of giving. Afterall sharing is caring.