Our future is at stake !

"Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven." . Childhood is a stage free of adulteration and mannerisms . But there are certain children who though regarded as children end up being termed as orphans . Few of these 'orphans' end up begging on the streets while few of them are adopted by Juvenile homes. My visit to such a Juvenile home changed my outlook towards the society . 

I was welcomed with innocent eyes , eyes which had been waiting for me . I couldn't recognize any of them but i had a feeling of nostalgia . I could see them beaming with happiness , fighting for their turn to talk to me . They were happy to entertain us , grace the event with their bubbly talk and moves . Though they seemed happy , there was a sense of sorrowfulness and grief in them . When asked , they told me about their story and how they ended up at the juvenile home. They brunt the wounds of their past and were not happy with their present . 

Few stories were unbearable . A child came to me , urging for a handshake ; i did so willingly only to be informed that he was dumb . "His mother cut his tongue " , they said . I couldn't believe my ears . How can a mother be so brutal and tyrant . What amazed me was their endurance and their will to continue and meet their parents one day . Not everybody had the will , there were few who had no knowledge of their surroundings and had given up on life . No matter how much i strive to make them laugh , their lips wouldn't part . They complained about the food and hygiene . Many north Indians complained that they were discriminated by the officials and beaten badly when not concurred to their demands . 

I was dumbstruck . I was met with helpless eyes but couldn't do anything . The juvenile home was run by  the Government and  any step taken to help these children would be tagged as anti-government . Their innocent faces still haunt me . I have done everything to find their families but in vain .

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Transition from a girl to a woman

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I am a little pupa who has just turned into a butterfly

little do i know of the mighty world and its desire

i step out of my cocoon to feel the warmth of the sun

to experience the beauty and make my journey full of fun

Mama had told me about the beasts

who according to her were hard to beat

lovely world as it is i could find nobody so mean

Adam’s son as they were called seemed natural and sweet

A moment of despair ruined everything

i understood the difference between the beast and the being

i was no longer the same old sweet girl

but somebody who was not ready to bid farewell

I am often reminded of my culture and fooled

told about Sita and her sacrifices

but question them and they are soon to get offended

oh dear , i just hope our dear constitution was amended

Why blame the entire race 

thanks to a few inhuman beings,our society today is a mess 

yet i have hopes tangling 

not from our dear government of course !  

but from the opposite gender which consists of some great beings 

and dear 'o' i am not an emotional freak 

but a lady who refuses to be considered  meek

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