Last night when I was on my way back to home, I saw some
children selling bouquets, roses of different colors and of different sizes.
The weather was not at all conducive. The chilly wind pierced in, creating
discomfort, even when I had wrapped self with a Shawl. I was thinking about the
Children’s Day and its celebration along with the kids of my NGO.
The moment I saw these kids, felt abashed. The kids who were
selling bouquets were hardly above twelve years. Dusty legs, murky hands but a
sweet tender smile was always there on their face. They ran behind the cars,
expecting few to buy their product. When there was no response from the other
end, still their smile was alive. A spark could be noticed in their eyes. They
knew someone else will surely buy those flowers.
They moved to the next customer, with positive approach. Are
these kids not eligible to be the part of today’s celebration? Country where we
talk about unity in diversity, country where we speak aloud about sovereignty,
why do we ignore and overlook these kids?
I wanted to have answer for my question, but I failed to get
a satisfactory response, as everybody feels bad and emotionally hurt but when
it comes to taking constructive step, it is for sure, it goes sincerely in
vain.
There is a demand of attitudinal change. The change that is
not only thought of but also worked over.
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