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Story of a Boy

One day I was on a village visit, basically an Indian rural area village named ‘Surasana’. I saw an 8-year boy was making food for himself in a small pot with burning woods and a lot of smoke was coming out of that burning woods. I saw that boy as he was only 8 years old and making for himself, I felt very bad for him and I asked him-

Me: what are you doing?

He: “I am cooking Rice”

Me: where are your parents?

He: they have gone to work

Me: why don’t you go to school

He: I don’t like to go to school

I was amazed that a boy whose parents have gone outside is making food for himself. I realized that life always sucks. Then I returned home and I asked my mom to give me food when I was eating food I was only thinking about that poor boy like how will he eat that only rice. The next day, I went for a walk I saw he was playing with his friends then I called him and asked about have you eaten food? He said yes then I asked why you don’t like to go to school, he said I love to play that’s why I do not like to go to school. Then I said to him that he will come to me daily evening I will teach him and give him a notebook and pencil, he agreed and I started teaching him, Now he started to go to school and the above picture is of that boy.

As mother Teresa said “We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved, and uncared for is the greatest. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty”

In rural areas, people don’t have enough employment so they work for others to get money for their living. Their children can’t get a proper education, so children also go with their parents to help them. Education is most important for everyone so many poor people work day and night to help their children to get an education but they can afford the higher education so they are left out in the middle of taking education.

Nowadays, Getting born in a poor family is like going into the cave of a lion but life always teaches us the lesson and makes us strong and I think no one is strong enough as a poor person. Every day he has to do work for people, in fields to get food for the evening for him, his wife, and his children. We should spread love and care about everyone.

© Nikanshika

www.medium.com/@nikhilinreallife

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