
Never before, my pen has written something of this kind.
Never before, I felt so privileged by my education.
Never before, I treasured my life so much.
That was the day, when I sensed the real importance of being educated. We are here, mourning every day, for our necessity to study. And of course, we enjoy innumerous pranks and puns on our education system and our plight to study. No wonder, I am also one among you who enjoyed 3 idiots, cherished its essence and kept track of its song tracks, rather than the theme.
A simple encounter of mine with the workers of massive construction sites absolutely transfixed me. These people have been migrated (/ bought) from Orissa or other states, which are not well developed. These are the places which could not afford its entire people to be educated. And just for the sake of a livelihood, they work here almost as slaves to their unseen masters. Most of them are of our age and have not even completed primary education.
They don’t have the liberty to be educated or for proper food or lifestyle, though they are as entitled to it as we are. They have tasted only the bitterness of life, but we are frustrated to taste even the sweetness. I would often wonder before, the need to pass the Right for education bill. And now, I could empathize on its need, and know it’s not only a must to pass it, but to execute it.
Never before, the back page of a Classmate notebook meant so much to me.
“There are still millions who only dream of schools.”
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