Poor kids playing..

 

A little girl on sack and a little boy pulling it.

There is indeed a great joyous feeling in being a child. Though we long to grow up as fast as possible to experience the adult life during childhood, once we become adults we start missing our childhood. We start missing the joys and pleasure of being a child, the carefree days, the plays and mischiefs, the love and the care from all, the innocence, all in all we start missing the child within us. 

However, every child's childhood is not fortunate or fulfilling. There is a wide gap between children made by the poverty and other social conditions . While the rich kids play with their extra ordinary mechanical toys there are also children whose parents cannot afford such luxuries for them. Some children have a hard time even to get educated properly due to family and financial problems. In an era of technological advancements where kids are becoming acquainted with latest modern ways of life, there are still a remarkable never of children in our country who are so very innocent and backward in every simple matters and advancements as Nepal is still one of the under developed nation among the South Asian countries.  According to statistics only 84% of Nepalese children attend schools and that too facing many hindrances. Many females are deprived of education because of the rural societies' concept that females are meant for household works only and also due to early marriage practice prevalent in many rural parts of Nepal. Poverty is another reason which deprives many children of their basic rights of education and health and many children are forced to drop out schools and engage in domestic works to support the family at an early age. They do not even have the facilities what should have been theirs by right. 

Nevertheless, in-spite  of the backwardness or even the incapability of affording those advancing pleasures, a child after all is a child- finding joys in small things in life, not wanting much from from life except happiness from whatever they do. And when I come across children enjoying their wonderful days, rejoicing in the small pleasures such as playing and quarrelling or going to schools with their lunch boxes  and living their their lives to the fullest, I miss my childhood days too. I miss the child within me and myself long to go back to those wonderful days. Then I realise  what lacks in the lives of an adult , I miss the joys of childhood.

This is the kids of poor family whose parents hardly can afford money for education.