Fragile

Manoj, a boy from Agra, aged around 10 years came and asked us for “Chana Masala”. Cute face and innocence were dimpling on his chicks but there was no childish agility in his gesture, he was quiet as water of lake, eyes were blinking like twinkling stars as they were full of hope. We didn’t want to eat his chana masala but Isha analysed the value of five rupees in his eyes and we took it. When Isha gave him five rupees we both imagined how he would spend these five rupees. He might buy food or may give it to his mother or may his father snatch it from him and would waste it in country liquor, he may have wished of buying a toy with which his aged kids use to play and for which he can not even dream. I asked him “are you attending a school?” Few seconds made me to guess his answer “Yes, in morning I go to school and in the evening I come here to sell Chana Masala” but I disappointed by his simple wordless reply by moving his neck in negativity. He smiled and went by putting five rupees in his shirt’s pocket as it was five thousand rupees and he could buy few of his daily happiness from it.

Few days back I went to Orphanage Home. Fortunately I could not see any small children over there. I would say fortunately because there is no reason to smile by seeing unprivileged children. I have been with such kids for five years in Gurukul. One of them was my very good friend. I still remember her words “If ever I get the chance to see my parents, I would ask only one question why you have given me such a pathetic life?” I know her feelings, occasionally her screaming for love and her emotions.

I always hate child labors and feel restless by seeing unprivileged children because I have spent five years with such kids so I do know the reasons of why people do this such an unjustifiable thing. We the Indians have accepted all these child related issues and consider them as part of daily life. Government had made the Primary Education to children a fundamental right with one more amendment to the constitution by making it lengthier (It is already the lengthiest constitution in the world; hates off to beurocrates, who ranked the world’s worst beurocrates, mug up it and feel proud of being the part of system). Why we accept the things as they are? Making policies and organizing committees on issues won’t bring the smile on these innocent faces. They need care and warm love from us, it’s not to sacrifice life for them but giving few minutes from our hectic schedule is also a good thing which we can do for them by being a normal person. They even don’t expect material things from us but they expect us to listen them and to feel their pain and few words with love which shows their importance in this world because everyone likes to be loved and everyone wants to feel that he or she is important. We don’t know but it’s true a smile with full of love will stop this fragility.