In a peaceful village, a young boy named Kathir lived with his parents. His father was a skilled carpenter. One year, a sudden illness kept his father from working for many months. Slowly, the family's savings began to vanish. One afternoon, Kathir saw a beautiful wooden toy in the market and desperately wanted it. He ran home and asked his mother, 'Mother, may I have that toy?'
His mother looked at him with sad, tired eyes. 'Kathir, we are struggling just to keep food on the table. A toy is a luxury we cannot afford right now,' she whispered. At that moment, Kathir felt a heavy ache in his heart. He realized that it wasn't just the hunger that was hard; it was the feeling of being unable to have even the simplest things. He understood that poverty takes away more than just money—it takes away the joy of simple wishes.
