Wednesday, February 13, 2008

To the boy with the rusted cycle

Another day and I was waiting for the bus at the stop. It was getting late the bus should have been at the stop 10 minutes ago and I had a test. And at that moment, I saw a familiar face, he was a kid must be in his mid teens, I smiled at him and he smiled back but the smile did not reach his eyes.. there was this sadness in his eyes . There was a honk and before I could turn back my attention to him again, the boy was gone. He was far away on his cycle that looked pretty old and there was a pile of newspaper in the rear seat. This chap was surely not my newspaper boy but then who was he? Where had I seen him??

I pondered over him all my way to college and then I forgot. Later I remembered he was my 5 years junior in school and he had a look alike sister very enthusiastic and charming kids they were but their father, the sole breadwinner of the family died a few years ago in a gas explosion.

This is pathetic; the kid is selling the papers when he is supposed to be preparing for his boards. It is unfortunate people like these who are supposed to get the scholarships and other aids from the government and not the people who are “economically stable but belonging to what they refer as ‘lower castes’ ” when will the government realize this? When are the politicians actually going to work for the people than for the power??.. When will the boys like him smile the true smile ???

9 comments:

CreativeEye said...

There is something else to be noted also. It is how we look at problems in front of us ,feel bad about it and look the other way just feeling sad about it . It is always someone else who has to take care of the issue and not our problem.

I know you are too young and helpless right now , but the key is trying to do something when you see a issue you can help. If you can find out more details and if it turns out to be a genuine case and mail me, I can help.

mansoor(living by/for happiness) said...

you are absolutely correct,but one thing you have to notice is it's the whole system is like that and everything can't be changed immediately,it's the responsibility of us the young people to change the system,change the way one look at problem.

there is an another way of solving it,as in chiranjeevi's flick STALIN,you help the one who is really in need and let the chain continue,but don't stop helping whatever hell others do.well,hope some day our society will change,if you want any help youngsters like us are always there,you can surely ask me.....anyway hat's off to your concern on society....

Lost Focus said...

well ..i dont know wat to say ...this is the first time sumbdy actually asked me to write a comment for an article ...all i can say is ... its so REAL ..so painfully real ...i think I'm gona write a poem abt this ...well..thats wat i do best ya jnow ..and yes ..will surely dedicate that to you ...AND "To the boy with the rusted cycle" !

smokey360 said...

Its not once in a blue moon we get to see people living in a pond when they deserved something far better, a lot of talent in urban India live in abject poverty..It only hits us when they're somebody close.

Lovely post. I'm touched.

Darth Vin Ode said...

i aint good at cheering! but this post was a really a thinker! made me feel sad for the kid!

nice post Sue

Sai Prasad Vishwanathan said...

Was a really really thought provoking piece of work.. !

fari said...

:)

touchy sue!

if u can contact him we can try our best to get some help. :)

Prehistoric Developments! said...

sad :(
wish the government was more serious with these issues rather than the other stupid things they're preoccupied with

rahulamigo said...

good thing to write about...yea...

but there are lots of kids to write bout in that case,right??

and we dont do much bout/for them anyways...