Children...
they are the heart of every home and
bless of the society, its their innocence which is free from the
chaos of the world.. India or US or may be any country in this world
, people everywhere are busy running behind money, we are so busy
with our own lives that we hardly get the scope to stop and look to
the person behind us, its never a difference if that person is a
known one or a complete stranger..
but is it so that every other human
r under this category who can easily ignore the circumstances around
them??
can everyone ignore the silent cries
of the lonely children, the suppressed women??
may be not everyone, because if it
would be like that then the world would have ended long ago.. the
goodness of those people who think differently is what comes like an
ointment for the invisible wounds of the unloved, unwanted groups of
people.. but all good people don't have the strength to stand like a
pillar or a shade of protection for those peoples. Its there love for
life, there power to face the truth and will to fight back the evil
that makes them different, sometime a savior and sometime a mother..
yes.. its mother, the sole protector of any child, they only pillar
to hide behind..
kavya, an innocent girl of four
years.. she lives in utmost luxury, studies in a top school, whatever
a girl of her age couldn't dream of she is the owner of all that but
is that what a child wants???
they don't even know what's the use
or priviledges are to be born in a bussiness tycoon's house, all she
want's is only love.. but she was not destined to be loved... she was
the sole reason that her mother was nomore with them and thus she
became the product of immense hatred for her father..
unloved, unwanted little kavya got
more attached to khamoshi.. a forever prevailing silence at the age
when she must be blooming with laughter and all sort of nonsensical
talks..
"kavya" meaning verse was always
short of words.. she was a brilliant student but was ruled by her
mood, if she wants she will do well in everything but if her mood
prevents her she would sit idle even with a pencil in hand and a
blank copy... apart from all these little kavya was colourless..
colors, which are the best friend of any child was not in good terms
with her... she hated colors.. all these finally made a kavya who was
silent but too stubborn to handle.. she tried to seek her father's
attention but for him one look at her and he would start boiling in
anger as she was the reason he lost his love, the person he had madly
loved...
amidst all this kavya always in a
deep corner of her heart waited for her NIKUMBH SIR to come and save
her as she once saw him saving little ISHAAN in Taare zameen Par, but
little did she know that life and fiction are way too different...
but God, the Father of all of us not
so merciless to this poor little soul and so her wish was fulfilled
and nikumbh sir actually came in her life.. actually its nikumbh
ma'am ...
INDEX
Part 1 - pg 3
part2 - pg 5
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