It’s a typical 5th standard classroom. There are children, looking charm, neatly dressed and tidy. Both boys and girls are busy listening and taking notes. Their teacher is writing on the board, a paragraph of Oliver Twist. You may ask, what’s strange in this? Now see the picture clearly. Oh, but, where’s the picture? It’s your picture. You’re visualising by reading this. Now see it again clearly, there is one boy of the same age of others in the class. Hey, he looks strange. Oh, okay, but how can you say it? Because you see him only wearing a brief and he is not tidy. He looks grimy, isn’t it? Yes, he is not a student. When other kids learning for their future, he is working out to survive. He is rubbing the stains on the benches. After this, he has to go and get teas, lunch for the staff. He doesn’t like it and he doesn’t like God also. But he likes reading, playing “fire on the mountain” and if you show him Tom and Jerry, sure he will like it. Unfortunately, there is no one for him and no one wants to stop him from working. But he believes someday, someone will come and give him a new life. The one who will be like God to him. The one who wants to clean this social stain and put an end to it. The one who cares for others. The one who loves mankind. The 'one' could be you.
Stop children working. Give them their life.
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I've went through it and found the plot intensive and ideas as vignette of life, undoubtedly which would regale again and again in my mind. Though I may not be the right person to judge you or your ambition, I find your writing just too perfect if it would have been written for editorial column.
ReplyDeleteMy dear, your sense of visualization is awesome but the way you express it ; serious apology to be a critic at this point ;
they way you express it, seems like words are in hurry to fasten the pace of the background.
A writer is a writer as a columnist too,
If you write as a journalist, your writing would be at the blades of the grass.
Have great life ahed.