All are demanding,
him to be in race?
Whipping him lagging,
behind in case.
How many marks,
he ever scored.
Else he has always been,
Thrown out of door.
Papa and Mama
and teacher they all,
Guide him how to,
Rise, how to fall.
Amazing his life,
amazing his place.
No Option, No choice,
he always in race.
He likes the music,
and likes the dance.
He also rejoices,
the singing by chance.
But no body cares,
what cares he all,
No rise in chasing,
Not bothers the fall.
The things he likes
that gives him solace.
I wonder Will ever,
He get his space.
@AJAY AMITABH SUMAN
This the story of a small boy, which I have witnessed. Now a days there has been sea-change regarding the way parents are handling their kid. The parenting is commerce oriented. I have seen that everybody including parents and teachers , are focused only on the aspect of making a child competent enough to earn requisite money for leading a lavish life style. The saddening part of the child was that no body ever cares about the inclination, interest of child. I have seen the child struggling against his desire and doing so many things, which ultimately making his condition worse.
