Reply With QuoteOriginally Posted by MattettaN
chirikkuttone nokkathe enthu mattettaa... paadukayum cheyyum music'm cheyyum... p
machante kaivasham pattokke undoo........
Everyone wants a Bhagat Singh to be born, but not in their house!
machante kaivasham pattokke undoo........
veruthe iri..
naale dasettan ennoru idyum undakkikond varum
sabaronki zindagi jo kabhi kabhi mere dilamem,
tu jeez badehe masth masth
enniknganeyulla uttopyan sahithyam kelkkanam ennundo
chumma paranjatha .....marat ettanu bhagyam undel vere aarelum kittathirikkilla......machante kaivasham pattokke undoo........
ennile kalakarane nee enkilum tericharinjallo....tripthiyayi.......veruthe iri..
naale dasettan ennoru idyum undakkikond varum
sabaronki zindagi jo kabhi kabhi mere dilamem,
tu jeez badehe masth masth
enniknganeyulla uttopyan sahithyam kelkkanam ennundo
veruthe iri..
naale dasettan ennoru idyum undakkikond varum
sabaronki zindagi jo kabhi kabhi mere dilamem,
tu jeez badehe masth masth
enniknganeyulla uttopyan sahithyam kelkkanam ennundo
santino athrak kidilam aanoo.........
Everyone wants a Bhagat Singh to be born, but not in their house!
LUCKY WE
Sitting across a make shift punjabi dhaba nearer to my hostel , i was munching on a full plate veg fried rice , some egg bujiya and in between sipping dew from my bottle . even while having food i was thinking about my ill fate and how god has been really unfair to me .i had plans to go to chandigarh to meet a friend and also desperately wanted to have a pepporni pizza from dominos that evening but had to scrap both due to some money shortage .
That's when my eyes got hooked to a small boy near to table who was cleaning the left over in the plates. i couldn't take my eyes from him because he would be hardly 4 yrs old. he was wearing a torn dirty tee and a small shorts. he was not complaining and was busy getting tuned to the instructions of the other old workers in dhaba. it's a common sight to see child labourers in the northern part of india . no matter you go to a resturant or railway station , they will be there doing all kind of work . but this one took the cake . at a time when he should playing around or walking with him amma , he was there working like a animal .
he came up to me and asked " bhayia ..pani chahiye ( brother...do you want water)
i was dumb stuck. i didn't know what to say . i felt like somebody was crushing my throat . never before uttering words have been a such a task for me .
i said " nahi. pani hey...."
all my hunger just got washed away and i couldn't think anything else but him. what on the earth did this chap do to have a life like this ?
why should be he serving water for some one like me who have always lived in a fool's paradise .
the biggest query which i asked myself was ..how could someone make a little boy work like this ?
he might be just 4 ...for god's sake .
rewinding my memory i realized that i had noticed him while i entered the dhaba. he was accompanied by his sister , a 8 or 9 yr old girl. i saw her sending him with the old worker inside the kitchen but i thought he might have come there to buy some stuff . not even in my wildest imagination it went that he was there to work.
i really wanted to go to the shop owner and blast him.
"child labour is a crime and i can put you inside the bars for this ".
i wanted to say this on his face but couldn't .
i was helpless . if a family had decided to send a small kid for work then i can make out how desperate they would have been for money to make their ends meet. if i had raised my voice then the boy would have lost his work and it might have affected his family.
while moving out of the dhaba i looked at his face again.
he was smiling but i couldn't even return that. my face was expressionless and i felt like a looser who couldn't do anything for him.
but that boy made me look life in a different light. what the hell did i do that god has blessed me with such a beautiful life . i get to eat 3 times a day and i don't even have to work for that.
it's so easy to be myself but so difficult to be that little kid.
it's not just me but i guess most of us here are blessed to have got a better life when compared to millions of others in our own country .
yes....LUCK WE .
Last edited by ballu; 05-26-2010 at 03:31 AM.
oru katha ezhuthiyittu ethra naalaayi...samayam kittunnilla........
kochupusthakam poottiyathu kaaranam athilum illa...
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