25 and Disappointeed: Two EMIs

 

One pays EMI for a second car,
One prays their rent doesn’t go too far.
One signs deals in air-conditioned towers,
One stands in queue for overtime hours.

One upgrades leather seats with ease,
One eats last night’s rice and peas.
One clicks “Buy” with a platinum card,
One skips meals, life running hard.

One posts pics of home by the lake,
One breaks their back for a one-room stake.
One books retreats to cleanse the soul,
One counts coins to meet the toll.

Two EMIs.
One for comfort.
One for breath.

Two EMIs.
One chases luxury,
One escapes death.

One frets about taxes and stocks that dip,
One clutches loan papers with a bleeding grip.
One complains about fuel price hikes,
One walks five miles on broken bikes.

One buys homes for a future unborn,
One begs the landlord to stretch the month long.
One has a spare room just for art,
One has three jobs and a heavy heart.

Two EMIs.
One for granite floors and view,
One for leaking roofs and school dues.

Two EMIs.
One cushions dreams,
One buries truths.

And the world keeps selling this lie:
“Work hard, you’ll touch the sky.”
But only one side starts with wings,
The other just learns to survive the sting.

So don’t tell me it’s fair.
Don’t call it a game.
This isn’t ambition.

This is shame.

Two EMIs.
Same monthly due.
Two lives.
One broken truth.

P. S. Thanks for ChatGPT for creating this piece