Violated Inocence

We all have spend time worrying about our future!!But there are some who have left it all in the hands of God!!They aren't worried of anything except for daily bread...When we feel hungry we buy food, when we feel our clothes or accessories are out of fashion we throw them away. Unfortunately these necessities of our lives are a luxury for some....
The reason behind this post is my encounter with a very young gal of my age..Only thing common between us was our age..She was carelessly dressed...a perfect beggar attire..She was much much much bold than me..though she was dressed in sari..she still had the look of a child..It was my friend who had noticed her for the first time..We found her near the roadside on our way back to home..She was seen arguing with an elder woman..and was mercilessly beating the old woman..Its hard 4 a normal person to witness the way they fight...My friend shrieked seeing the woman trying to hit other with a heavy stone..It was just their way..They quarrelled at each other 4 their daily earnings..but at then end of the day they were together...
Next day...we found her with two other woman and a man..it was as if they they had taken begging as a profession..and the roadside as their land..I couldn't take my eyes from her..She had the braveness or may be her fate myt have made her brave..She had no fear in sleeping there..I was depressed seeing the way she was sleeping there with lots of evil eyes staring at her..It was a depressing sight..Felt like piercing those eyes....
I witnessed the most depressing sight the next day...I found her with a younger gal.. of 14 or 15 years old...The depressing sight was the state of the gal..she was carrying a life inside her..she was pregnant..her pregnancy an act enforced on her not of her choice but now her responsibility and she is 14years old!! ...I felt numb seeing her..She still had that innocent looks..huh..What the hell is happening around us..???If this is their childhood, one can imagine what they would become as
adults. Something has to be done because the well being of innocent children is at stake..
I never found them after that day..The place where they stayed had bits of food and papers..But her image its still in my mind.. leaving me with a feeling of helplessness for I cannot do anything to change their lives.

She is neither my sister nor is my friend but I dont know why my heart still aches when I pass through the place..

"BITTER ARE the tears of a child: Sweeten them.
Deep are the thoughts of a child: Quiet them.
Sharp is the grief of a child: Take it from him.
Soft is the heart of a child: Do not harden it."

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