ḳhudī ko kar buland itnā ki har taqdīr se pahle
ḳhudā bande se ḳhud pūchhe batā terī razā kyā hai

Monday, 14 November 2016

Children of Tomorrow



“Child is the father of man” Wordsworth rightly said….but is this implemented?Every year on 14 November when there is birth anniversary of our first prime minister Pt. Nehru ,children day is celebrated across the country.I during my childhood was very fond of this day because there was a big celebration a function in which I always participated. I realize that why only children day the day of children ,why not all the days for children?Is children day only for namesake because the somewhere we are lacking still towards our children’s education ,their growth….the statistics are quite worst…
I changed my school after high school this was the school was in in the east corner of Delhi and the area totally acquired by the refugees of Bangladesh and here even today the situations are very worst.What may be reason,only political dreams are shown to the people living there,these people have an Aadhar card and they are now Indian Citizens.There is lot to talk about them but that is later
So as a student of class xi full of enthusiasm .I also used bunk my school usually ,it was  a evening school..once we,I was having a company of 3 more person were roaming there near the silampur we were sitting in a park and we were staring at a person who must be around 70 plus,his name was “tahir aamir” children over there used to call him tahir chacha..same as what nehru is famous as chacha nehru he was also very famous there,he was teaching the ragpickers the black board was only for namesake black,it was very much faded may be indicating the poverty of that area.The strength of children was around 15 and after we all four started criticizing the government ,the system…
system” this is the first thing that we criticize the most.we have a habit of criticizing the most despite of knowing at we all are comprised of system
we started visiting there on daily basis but some how  for four days that routine was brocken, we were to complete our work which we left.
But when we went there after four days we found that there was no..”tahir chacha” there were no any children.
We investigated and found that he died 3 days ago..we were deeply hurt as somewhere were emotionally bonded with "tahir chacha" after 2-3 days we  decided to teach those children,we talked to them and they also agreed
On the same board I was teaching and there was a tornado of feelings going inside me and I was thinking that what is the difference between them and me?
Is the difference is only that I took birth in a family which is some more economically good than those..
Why this all inequality?They are not having food to eat ,they don’t have clothes to wear,they are picking up rags.There are lot of crimes against children,if i come on describing whole space blog will finish,it is pathetic. 
Is this India of 21st century?
After few days I was rolling somewhere in Delhi..there was a program which was going on.it was organized by a team of “Bachapan Bachao Andolan” a NGO run by Mr. Kailash Satyarthi the nobel laureate who got Nobel Peace Prize in 2014,
That time(2010)  he was not so famous in India though he was very much famed in other countries,and in India People do more recognize the filmstars and cricketers more than their family members..  
He was working for children from more than last 3 decades..yes ‘THE SEEKER OF TRUTH” what his name symbolizes . A person full of determination,a person who gave his life for children ,saved their life.
I wanted to meet him.But that day I not got a chance to meet him but I returned back and talked to my friend about what was going inside me and decided to do something…I went to Principle and talked about him about the situation of the children of daily wage workers I talked him about the education of those children,he promised me to support,I requested him to take admission of few children in the school..and he did so,we gave this step a name as “LIGHT MY LIFE” (LML) and it turned into a NGO. I and my friends made 20 children to have admission in the school.
We went to meet Kailash Satyarthi who was in delhi in headoffice of “Bachapan Bachao Andolan” and finally we met them.
A place in kalkaji,Delhi, a place which is heaven in itself, I cant describe here you can only feel it only by visiting there.

“Kailash” as what his name symbolizes ,so decent and down to earth nature....talked to us for around 30 minutes and this meet I cannot forget for life.
His efforts were recognized by Nobel Prize for Peace
We need to change this one “Kailash” cannot bring change..we all have to work together and bring a change
A small step can bring a big change.Even each one of us take pledge to make possible the dream of schooling of any child.I think no will left illiterate.
And yes if this illiteracy once eliminated,every one will be educated,there will no unemployment ,no poverty.
This country will become a superpower.

"Mitti ke bane unn khilono ki mahak 

le na chahta hun
Khilkhilati dhoop me udna chahta hun
wo barsaat ke mousam ki tap-tap padti boonde
Maa ke hathon ki roti
Or School ka maidan
Jeena chahat hun 
Udna chahta hun"

Poem Dedicated to Every Child 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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