
Yesterday when I went to buy some grocery I was dazed to see some panoramas. It was not the first time I have seen something like such, but yes I was smacked by it for the very first time that I spent hours thinking about why it exists and its other consequences. I saw some children selling grocery with their parents in the market. They were quite proficient in their work they are doing. They know the exact weighs and rates. If you ask them how many potatoes weighs in a kilo they will give you the exact counting. But is it kind of future of our society? Don’t they need a uniform white shirts and blue pants with colored batches doing their morning prayer in queues “hum ko mann ki shakti dena””and going for their classes where they learn new chapters, lessons and subjects every hour. Eating lunch from their florescent color tiffin boxes and playing with their mates? The anxiety of semester exams and long waits for the results. Eagerly waiting for summer vacations, preparing projects and competing with other class mates to get golden star on their calendar. People who are reading this know that we all went through more or less same fun life, “school life”. They might be enjoying this now but few years later more definite they are going to regret. Today they don’t have the liability to take decision for themselves because they don’t know any other sort of life. But who to be blamed for this, their parents? Who indulge their wards in their day to day work? They are doing the same which happened to them, and today’s children who are selling grocery will involve their children tomorrow and will always continue, its kind of family myth. Or our education system which has failed again and again installing that education is for everyone and its every ones rights to get educated. They may not be able to get convent education but at least they can have the foundation.I don’t even know what shall be steps that could be taken for this bizzare. There are so many other issues adjacent with this picture. Rights to education, child labour or may be more.
Suggestions are most welcome. If I can do even little bit in changing a life I see myself more than honored.