It’s always great to see little
kids early morning going to school. They come with their mom and dad to catch
the bus in Indralok Phase III and those children who don’t have facility of bus;
their moms take them in a sharing auto. Year ago, I met a cute little girl when
I travelled in the First Class compartment of Borivli bound train early
morning. His dad said,” Thank God this Borivli local started. When it wasn’t
running, I had to take her in Bus to her school from here. And you can imagine
what troubles I was having with the bus. Better late than never, now I have
bought my own home in Borivli and will soon shift there.” I changed the train
after getting new job. Ever since, I haven’t found the duo.
I believe that little girl is
very lucky that she has got so much loving and caring mom and dad. For the sake
of their little daughter, they located themselves in Borivli. The girl is too
quite intelligent and innocent one who is a monitor of her class. But many
children aren’t that much luckier. Since Navratri, a little girl has arrived on
platform No 1 & 2 of Bhayander Platform. She is begging here and there on
platform. She bows the commuters; she touches the knees of them and asks for
some rupees. One may not give because you know how hard it is to earn money
nowadays. But when I imagine about it, it makes me much worried. Where will she
go? What will she do? How many like her will be there? There was a little girl
who begged in slow locals between Mahalaxmi & Mumbai Central areas. She was
very cute little girl and she had a family too. When I asked her about her
parents, she told about them. The daily commuters knew her very well and I,
too. Once she came and sat in my lap for a while and started playing. She was
cute. Now I really don’t know what she’s doing now.
Starting clockwise the paper
where a dead baby girl is found in a dustbin in Kalyan last day. She is a
newborn baby girl and some disgusting person killed her and threw her in a
dustbin in a plastic bag in Kalyan. One of the passengers passing by saw it and
he was shocked. First he saw the bag which was spotted with blood and later he
saw the girl’s foot which was popped out from that blood spotted bag. He was stunned
and scared, immediately called the cops. Cops found one the baby girl’s hand
and leg was separated from body. She was killed in a cruel way. The second one
is a mother resting on a bed in KEM Hospital after caesarean delivery. When she
handed over her baby girl by nurse, she denied accepting the child saying that
she delivered a baby boy and the nurse swapped it to a baby girl. It’s KEM
hospital yaar, one of the biggest ones in Mumbai. This is strange how they can
do such thing???? She told that after her caesarean delivery she listened to
the doctor that she had delivered a baby boy and didn’t accept her child. Now
the child is being survived by the nurses of the KEM Hospital with Breast Milk
Bank. Now mother is asking for DNA test. You can imagine if DNA report will not
favor the mother, what a child will have to see in future????
The third one is actually
interesting where you can see a nurse standing with a baby. Its 5 year old baby
boy was thrown away on the tracks of Central Mumbai, again Kalyan on tuesday.
It was lying there for many hours until the commuters on Kalyan Platform saw it.
The GRP immediately picked up the baby boy and found it unconscious. It was
given medical treatment where doctors revealed shocking things. The baby was
beaten very hardly and it had got many rashes on its skin. There was a 5 inches
cut which was done by a sharp object with intention of killing on the baby’s neck.
Doctors had to stitch the wound which was bleeding continuously. Now this baby
is healthy and also being survived by the nurses of Kalyan Hospital with Breast
Milk Bank. The GRP police have named the baby a “Miracle Baby” after his survival from railway tracks. His parents
are still unfound. This is what happening all around with the children of our
society. One may sleep on velvet made bed sheet with air conditioned peaceful room,
and other is thrown on tracks, neglected and begs. Who later becomes a thief, a
robber, a rapist or a prostitute…
Every morning I think, “It’s
enough. I am not gonna buy Mirror
anymore.” But I can’t stop myself buying it. Not because to see those women in
bikinis. But to see which little life has given sacrifice today…
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