Two women sat side by side, In an Uber parked across the road One clad in a saree light, Other donned a business suit. One cradled a newborn against the warmth of her bosom soft. Other checked her phone as swift as light- her expressions terse her eyes bored. One saw a figure sculpted right draped in expensive clothes. The other saw the bloom of motherhood, strength of an invincible soul. Each wondered if a vision had been fulfilled or if a vision had been lost. Envy, in their hearts, rose. One saw a selfless labor of love Sleepless nights of toil and work Other saw a persistent devotion, to a hunt for identity. to a point perceived paramount to be proven. Reverence, in their hearts rose. Who is finer? Who is fine? an absolute summation, hard to define. A canal of love or A window of dreams? A picturesque view- together might yield. Who mattered? Who mattered though is hard to say. One raised a child that built things called great. then why such division, why such deride? a difference in paths doesn't always mean a difference in destination. One stopped forth a glass building Other stopped forth her home still wondering in their hearts if a vision had been fulfilled or If a vision had been lost.