WHERE IS THE CHILDHOOD OF THE CHILD?

Under the yoke of unnatural oppression, they carry on with their work for the seemingly endless hours of cruelty and torture. They are desolate, despondent, desperate—they know not what to do. Yes, they are those who have no guides, no power, no resources. But, they have one thing in common; they have a dream— a dream to achieve success, fame. Their hearts are filled with sorrow, pain and their shoulders droop down due to the truculent forces of CHILD LABOUR. There’s none to care for them, none to bring them up. They are on with their lives— they themselves care for themselves.

They are hapless, they are helpless. They are born of penurious parents who are too impuissant to nurture them. They end up working in factories, industries, households from the green age of 6-7 years. The curse of the undying poverty has taken them. They have to make a living early in order to live. Can’t we do something for them? Their families? Educate their children for free? Educate their parents about this problem so that they understand their child’s dream, his future? Yes, why not? Why not each of us take up a challenge to try to enable education for any child we see working to earn their living? Protest against any instance of Child Labour? If each of us can do something or the other for them, there shall surely be some considerable change in our society.

Through this post, I appeal to all the social welfare authorities and educational institutions to visit every nook and corner of this so-called “modern” India and bring out from those, the plight and affliction of this suffering puerile society and definitely ameliorate their inhuman visitations.