Towels

Tonight I stood in the shower and washed three days worth of grime out of my scalp. Unfortunately for me, that is a lot of grime. It felt good. And then I saw that my mother had bought new towels. HAPPINESS. And then I saw the label.

100% COTTON

MADE IN PAKISTAN

cotton

SUPPLIER 760348 RN#93677

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I am sure this will sound hypocritical to you. I am a hypocrite, after all. When see tags and labels that read "MADE IN THAILAND" "MADE IN INDONESIA" "MADE IN NEPAL" etc,  I think about the working and living conditions of the people who have made these items. But it doesn't hit me like this did. It is because I know people from Pakistan. I've got a connection to that place that I don't have to Thailand or Malaysia or Mali. Tonight I stopped and asked God to bless the man or woman who made the towel I use out of luxury. I feel bad that every label does not stop me this way. I wonder how my life would change, if truly, no one was invisible. Not even the man or woman who made my towel. I think my life would be much slower.

A quick google search of "Pakistan textile industry" leads me to a company, a city name: Karachi. It is a big city in Pakistan and I am sure there are textile workers all over the country. But it gives me an idea. The world continues to shrink.