Sometimes realization is all that we need..

I walked through the dusty road in utter rage, and kicked a tiny stone ruthlessly in an attempt to bring out all my frustration on it. My attempt was in vain. There was still more annoyance waiting for an outburst.
I recollected my memories of about two hours ago... utensils banging on the floor, a scream, and then a threat, after which I pocketed my Pep keys and stormed out of the house, swearing on my way to never return back to this terrible place. A little more recap now.... the year's most awaited party was round the corner, and I was in desperate need of a new outfit. I had gingerly walked into my mother's room and sensed the atmosphere around me. It was pleasant...and it felt safe to talk. So I asked her in my most sugar-coated voice to let me buy a new dress. She turned around to face me with a look of complete helplessness...( thinking "how on Earth did I give birth to a Shopaholic?!").
Well the rest of the story is a complete blur, and I remember landing on a dusty road... with my pep parked far behind me.
"She is such a hard shell to crack! How can she overlook my feelings?"...I have the WORST parents in the WHOLE world...was all I could think of then. I tried to vent out my frustration on another piece of rock, this time hitting a little more harder, but instead missed my shot and hit the firm ground.... "Oouuuchh!!"
A giggling sound made me turn around. With my right foot in both my hands I limped and squinted the surroundings. A little girl stepped out of the bushes. She was about 6-7 years old, and her clothes were in rags and tatters. She was skinny or perhaps had malnutrition, but yet there was compose and content in her deep eyes. I walked over to her side and asked " What is your name?"...she blankly stared at me. I tried again " Where do you live?" this time I made hand movements of a house. She registered this and pointed to an aloof hut in the distance. I stared in her direction, and saw a dilapidated hut with it's straw roof threatening to fall off any second. 
I was shocked.... no not shocked, I was numb, paralyzed and flabbergasted. A whirlpool of emotions engulfed me, from pity  to helplessness, and then to my own selfishness. Had I been so bullheaded that I just did not bother to look beyond my own fancy world? Unfortunately the answer was "yes". I sadly smiled at the girl, and searched my pockets, there was a Ferroro Rocher cadbury left. I gave it to her without a second thought. Her tiny lips broke into a bright smile and lit her face up. She waved and ran off, may be with the hope of sharing the precious gift with her siblings...
I felt deep down in the dumps, a hollow feeling crept through my chest and a tiny tear fell down on my cheeks. For me this tear was the sign of a new dawn,... a wakening from deep slumber...
I walked back to where my pep was parked. My mind was firm with a single thought. "I am no more a Shopaholic"...