8th May, 2008
Sounds of laughter filled the ear drums. Entire hall was energetic with mood of happiness. The audience cheered the participants and applauded excellent performance. The students were then asked to have their refreshment outside the seminar hall. Two biscuits with steaming cup of tea were waiting to energize the exhausted youths. His eyes were keenly watching the excitement in his peer group assembled while his hands were busy in catering to the refreshment needs of them. His presence was noticed by none present in the hall, except the canteen manager who was there to make sure that everything goes well. He was admiring at the fluency with which they spoke English, discussed some foreign words related to education and happenings of that day’s events.
This experience he had every time when a symposium was organized at our college, but he never got bored with it, such was his flair towards education. The very look in his eyes made me to pen this column today. The irony of child labor drew my interest. My wits became restless to find a way to help this bud to blossom, still no ray of hope reached this end of the dark tunnel. Only scenes from “Taare Zameen Par” flashed in my mind. Aamir Khan offers the infantile employee of the tea shop some snacks, enquires him with words filled with concern and affection. This act, though appears to be petite, child’s face got elated with happiness that there is someone in this world to care about him and listen to his requests, though not fulfill it.
This has provided me the solution needed. I will oppose child labor through all possible means which can be afforded by me, and at the same time help them, make them feel important in this society not as a burden.
“When there is a will, there is a way!”
Outlook tipped by,
è Kanagasabai S J
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