A case study

Life of the children, who suffer from Child labour  

We as representatives of our school went out to see the town. Out in the streets we found a certain Fakir Chand, a little guy who was working in a tea stall, we all asked him about his experiences and he was eager to study.. We plan to teach him in the future, hope it shall be as fruitful as ever...
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Another wakening

I am just another,

Spark of innocence,

Another child,

As little as thee,

And yet I matter little,

I have no where to be,

No books, no home,

No special sanctuary...

I work always,

I work for thee,

Always trying to be,

Something more than me,

Yet, I am alone,

Lonelier than you will ever be,

And yet, I am bound to live

I live alone,

I am scared of being me,

I look at thee with admiration,

But, no one sees me

I earn a scanty meal,

That is my own luxury

Not a smile not my hopes

But, a morsel is my nursery.

Yet, I grow like an disheveled weed,

I become another man,

Just like thee,

You wake up in the morning to study,

The same is done by me,

Your lessons are in education,

I educate myself in the cruelty

Shown to me

Far from the flowers like thee,

I am a dark blot,

You, the future of the country,

Chunnu ke gubbare- Mrs. Chandra Prabha Bhatia

चुन्नू के चौबारे में, गुल्लू के गुब्बारे ले

कैसी धूम मचाई.
हा! हा! कैसी धूम मचाई|

ला मुझको क्या लेना है,
गुब्बारे से क्या होना है,
चल रे काम कर भाई|
हा, हाँ चल रे काम कर भाई |

चुन्नू कहीं तो बैठा होगा,
भीखू रोता-धोता होगा,
जाने कैसे दिन गुजरे हो,
जाने कैसे हुई कमाई

पर मुझे क्या लेना है,
चल रे कम कर भाई|
हाँ, हाँ चल रे काम कर भाई|

चंदू थोडा पानी दे-दे
आर्डर वही पुराना ले ले|
दो रोटी तकदर अपन की
दूर है रबरी, दूध, मलाई |
हाँ दूर है रबरी दूध, मलाई |

पर मुझको क्या लेना है,
चल रे काम कर भाई |
हाँ, हाँ चल रे काम है भाई |

The Rising Sun- Arkoprabha Das

His hands moved at a faster pace
as he saw the darkness closing in….
as the twilight faded like the end of a dream…..
so did the sweat on his face.
His wet duster licked the table clean…
and he piled up the ceramics in a corner
as the gentleman on the chair….
looked at the novice in disgrace!

He stopped near the next table.
In his hands rattled a bunch of coins…
he gazed at them in juvenile delight
with a sight; undefined but stable.
He pocketed them with great care
and cleaned the table in the dim light.
The gentleman breathed out impatience and said,
“ Is that boy gonna take the whole night?”

Table after table, saucer after saucer…
he cleaned up everything on his way
wiping his wet face on his rags
and panting heavily around the corner,
he caused yet some more delay….
Out of disgust, the gentleman could only say,
“May be I will have to come another day….”

“Please don’t go..I..beg of you”
the weak tanned boy could barely state
the reason of his being late…
“You count coins at every breath…
how long do you think I can wait?”
the gentleman shouted in disgust….
The boy was broken but he calmly said,
“the coins will buy me anything they say…”
he pointed at the waiters moving around…
The gentleman asked him, quite astound,
“What will you buy with those coins….?”
“I will buy education with those
and live a better life someday….”

Discovering the church of mind

We all went out a fine day just to see the plight of the child laborers we would have to work with, the stories they told were certainly awkwardly scary

Some were learning to work so as to provide themselves with money. Some had lost their parents and instead of grieving they were forced to work to get a certain future they could be proud of. We all complain as if our lives may be hard but, the experience proves you the better person, perhaps the richer person. That is what is perhaps the church of mind, where you discover all your lost thoughts and review them again only to find them much less plightful

A child's smile

A child is perhaps the most precious treasure to a parent. A child's smile must be the greatest present we all crave for. A little sheepish grin when he knows something new, when he finds out he can do something that was out of his reach... Yet, we do not take a look at the thousands of cries we see every single day. We do not care of the little boy who polishes our shoes or works in our home. Do their smiles cease to mean anything. Is smiling a pleasure only for the rich? What shall then happen to the 80% who are poor?
The indifference shown to the earlier question leads me to believe that we think it is their only destiny. Only yesterday I was busy reading a study on child labour and it lead me to the realization of what is really wrong with us.. We have forgotten the basic rights of a human being and believe that what we see was always meant to be.
But, could we bear to see our relatives in the same condition? the question remains..
Another story also influences me a lot with it's heart rendering perspectives.

Just another brick in the wall?

We have all sang along to Pink Floyd when they sang of "another brick in the wall" but, is it actually working out? Is education really just another brick in the wall for those children who are forced to live under terrible work conditions.?

I do not think so.. For me education is the basic need, without a simple book, something to read no one can experience a full childhood and that is what I believe in. We thus, need a different way, a change for the better. Not just for my country India but, for the the whole world that is witnessing this strange slavery that steals the childhood from all kids. Is the world we can imagine for our brothers or sisters or sons?? Do make a change this is just a small step!