It opens your eyes to the harsh realities of the world, which we take for granted when we had money.

My dad had a loss in business. The Bank took everything away. We were left standing on the street. My dad’s friend helped us out for a few weeks, we stayed at his house for some time, before shifting to a motel. My dad got a job as a front desk assistant at the same motel, so we got a room to stay for free.

People who we thought were our relatives,my dad’s siblings, our family friends suddenly everyone were busy with their lives, no one visited us for any event. Not even a phone call. When we were rich, they would literally be there even when my dad had a cold.

My mum had surgery, none in my relatives took the calls when we called to inform them, thinking we would ask them to help us with the bills. My dad spent his entire life savings on these people, helping them thru school or helping them set up businesses. This is what he got in the end.

Money is one thing, emotional support is another. We just lost money. But due to the actions of these people, my parents and me, we lost faith in relatives and friends. We needed money but not as desperately as emotional support which no one gave.

It has been 5 yrs till date. It was a struggle but “thanks god” we are bouncing back. We are bouncing back with a new meaning and understanding for life and things.