Every day in the evening when I am on my way to home after office, I see a boy of 9-10 years age selling some savories and snacks and don't know why he always gains my attention. I confess of having some kind of soft feeling for little kids selling stuff to make a living for their parents. These underprivileged kids have to compromise with education, toys, good clothes etc. which other kids are blessed with.
I come across this little boy see daily in the evening at the metro station, I board a metro from. Carrying a bag full of snacks packets on his small yet strong shoulders he stands there on the gate of the station, sometimes busy in talking with other kids or shopkeepers. Selling each packet for just Rs 10., the boy calls everyone in a try to sell each and every packet. 'Das Ka' (for Rs.10) is the word he utters usually.
Sometimes I just feel like buying the whole bag from him and let him go home and enjoy what he wants. I feel like why these poor kids are not blessed with all the comforts of this world. A few days back, I bought a packet from him for Rs 12 as he said that packet prices have now raised to Rs. 12 per packet. My heart and mind didn't allow me to bargain with him as they said that at least this child is not begging and is doing some work to earn money. And to appreciate those savories were also delicious. May be they tasted so because my heart had already made a sweet space for the boy and the savories he sell.
We see lots of kids begging in and around trains, stations, temples and malls fighting with life to earn a single buck. Most of them, we know, are thrown away by their parents to beg due to poor living conditions. Less sources, no income, many children, addiction to liquor etc. are the main reasons these kids are forced to beg before others.
Well I know that I can not do much to improve their lives rather than just giving them a space on my blog by writing this post.
