The other day I encountered a group of small kids not older than 7 or 8…. Though they were small by physical age, their tender child-ness was killed somehow….
They watched me with mad eyes and commented like roadside eve teasers…..Obscene words that they spoke… I felt a jerk of pain because; they well understood the meaning of it…. Yes, more than feeling humiliation or anger….I felt pain….
Watching grown ups with zero sensitivity does not hurt me as much hurts watching small kids become roughened in their tender ages….
When their minds should be sensitive, mouldable and ready to gather imprints of God’s lovely world, they were inert to the calls of nature…. They were blind to the autumn beauty of trees…. They were deaf to the chirrup of birds….. Their reaction to a stray animal was only to kick or hit with a stone….. And their reaction to a fellow human being was nothing different! I wonder often, who taught them to react in such way? Who brought them to rip and crush the gentle baby-leaves of plants while passing by?
There is something wrong with the way kids are being educated….. Isn’t there? Something massive destructive monster is let lose amongst them…..
We must find and hunt it down….
We must save kids from becoming pray of insensitivity, inhumanity and imprudence too…
The way they are crushing plants and butterflies in their young fists….tomorrow they will hold a gun to our temples with no remorse…..
We are nourishing terrorists in disguise….yes! Sounds very extreme doesn’t it? But think of the cases of molestation, domestic violence and juvenile crime filling out our news papers…. Is there much difference between terrorists and these people who live just around the corner of out houses??
Not that they are all uneducated, not that they come only from so called uncultured families….. But nobody has ever bothered to watch into their minds while they are young, to remove the dirt and passivity, to plant goodness and human-ness…..
It makes me so restless….to think of those kids and so many many like them……That I sometimes fear if my sensitivity itself is my crime!
Do you ever feel the same?