Dear Spoilt Brat #15826079,

You have it so easy don't you? With your parents' decades worth of hard-earned money to support you. Wait, was it even hard-earned or did that came easy too, from unscrupulous means and compromised ethics? Well, I'm nobody to judge you, but I do observe you.
You lie in your cushy bed, fiddling with that brand new cellphone that costs more than what some people earn in a lifetime. Exaggerating, am I? No, wake up, look around you. Notice the dire poverty on the other side of town, in the shanties you've only ever seen from a distance yet unconsciously turn a blind eye to? There are people living there too, amid unspeakable filth and squalor. The same people you hire to clean your toilets and scrub your floors, luring them with paltry sums of money that are like spare change in your deep pockets, but seem to be fortunes to those poor underprivileged souls.
You yak into your phone, with people just like you yakking back at the other end. Lunch, movie, dinner; you make plans to enjoy and unwind. You will wear those new jeans, the one you ordered your uncle from America to bring along on his last 'business trip' down to the subcontinent. I wish you would care to check the label sometimes; they're made in India, beleive it or not. Manufactured in pollution-spewing factories that hire people like robots and exploit them in every way, luring them with paltry money, just like you do.
You will sit at your new laptop, the one you've just bought to have a faster computing experience since your old one's too full of movies and photos and music to process up to the mark anymore, and you will surf the internet to decide which new digital camera to purchase. Or ask your dad to purchase for you, rather. You got a 70% on those last exams, you deserve a gift. And that new Nikon with all the fancy features will make you the envy of your clan of friends, namely like-minded rich kids. Moreover, you will impress that guy you have your eye on, he's into all kinds of gadgets and is bound to go gaga over your snazzy new camera that's not even arrived in the Indian market yet. He will ask if he can try it out, and you will gladly agree, striking sexy poses for him to click; photographs which you will then upload on Facebook to receive compliments galore. In the comments, you will accidentally on purpose reveal that HE is the one who captured the shots, and this will make the other girls jealous, and draw more attention to you and your desired guy. You will engage in some public discussions about photography without really knowing what you're saying but sounding super smart because of your unflappable confidence. The same confidence that had helped you flatter and win over that teacher who had then allowed you to cheat on the exams so as to get the 70% and appear 'deserving' of the camera to your parents.
You needn't have gone to all that trouble. You're a rich kid; your parents would buy you anything you want even if you fail the exams or get busted at a rave or take someone's life with that swanky BMW you drive without a license. Your parents are blind to your faults because they can be easily covered up with money, but I wonder how they've come to be deaf to their consciences too?
People say you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. I don't understand what that means, and I'm sure neither do you, but perhaps those born with spoons, never learn to use their hands. Confused? Yes, I knew you would be but I won't explain. My meaning is implied and it's time you learned to use your brain and 'get' things without having to Google them all the time.
Thank you.